Friend

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As I walk down through the crowd listening to all those hateful words.
I realize every single one of them couldnt care less.
I pull my black hoodie up and hide from the world.
In the darkness they can't hurt me more than I already am.
See the darkness is my Friend.
These people have no clue what dangerous things hide in the shadows.
They are surrounded by light and the soon as the shadows can they will take their cold hearts.
Will I laugh at the ones who are laughing at me now?
Should I morn for the cold hearts or enjoy their last breath?
I walk slower as I reach the last worst group.
Nobody gets near me, Nobody touches me.
For there is no loveable touch, no light, no hope.
I am Darkness
My protective Friend knows no bounds to my loyality.
Fate today had a different plan and wanted to test my Friend's patience.
My hood is pulled off, I stare with my violent eyes at my prey for I am a predator hidden within a pretty shell.
A laugh starts followed by another soon the whole hall is laughing.
A small smile reaches my lips as the clouds cover the sun.
Barely any light passes through the windows.
The shadows step close to each and every person in that hall.
They have no clue what comes next, and I couldn't care less.
Each shadow rips each cold heart from every chest, and like old ruins everyone falls.
Blood covers the hall, everywhere nothing was separed from the blood shed.
I the lone figure continue my journey down the hall as I hear evil laughs.

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