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Pitch Black
AH ( / England)

Pitch Black

Poem By Alc Harris

I shed some tears
I carved my wounds
to expel the demons
inside this tomb
I fail my love
to keep you near
and every scream
you failed to hear
and now I wait
in this pitch black
waiting for
your final attack
it never comes
daylight resumes
and misery
us will consume

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