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The sky is dark
Leaving its mark
On my mind
Making me blind
It's beauty is profound
As I surround
Myself with it
While it bit
My soul
Making a hole
Wrapping it's claws
Around my flaws
Making me hollow
As I follow
The path
To it's rath
As I hit the wave
Making my way to my grave

October. 23. 2016

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