Darkness

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A dark night

the stars are gone

the blood drips down her tighs

her salted tears trickle down her face

the home is empty just as her heart

all alone

left to die

demons posses her

her eyes turn as black as the sky above her

The moon turns as red as the blood that drips from her leg

Goodbye

you shall never see her again

She is mine

your too late

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