gloom ch.1

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rainy nights
stormy nights
when will i ever overcome fright
as you take off your blouse
i start to regret
that unfortunate mouse
while breaking a sweat
walls continue to crush
yet i continue to blush
that fate that will dread
to annihilate the dead
as we close in
we say our final goodbye
forever made of sin
here to rot, we start to cry

FINITUS EST.

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