The Crow

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The world grows dark,

Its darker every night,

so i hide in the dark,

as my heart is consumed by fright,


but the air grows thick,

and suddenly I can't breath,

I try to scream in horror,

but the door grows further and i can never leave,


I am lost forever,

Suck all alone,

i am left alone in the darkness,

this i my only home,


My soul is lost,

wandering all around,

but the true me is stuck,

to the darkness i am forever bound,


fooling everone,

of what it shall show,

but that isnt my face,

because i am the crow.

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