Dark Days..

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"I knock on your door,
See blood flowing on the floor,
But when I realize, the blood isn't mine,
I come back for more."

Many people write poetry about how happy they are, how content they are with their life.

But what if you aren't? What if the only thing you fear is oblivion? That's when the dark thoughts kick in.

That's when Dark Days start. Those are the days you suffer. Those are the days you don't feel like yourself.

Those are the days of Darkness.

Here are the poetry of the Days of Darkness
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#31

The credit for that awesome cover goes to @pythagoraswasadouche