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Hurt

I came to ride the winds,
through blackened clouds
and stormy seas.

I course through the veins of the earth
as through you,
I am pain, I am sorrow.

I am the black spot
on your almost perfect rose,
a deep blood red.

So I wove my shroud in black
but I will not die,
I am eternal

and I will find you, someday...


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