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You necromancer You want to kill me, then eat me
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Thoughts are raging for I know the truth words have bitten me more then once You spoke loud and clear never skipping a beat
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Struck out in the cold
Dark unforgiving space
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I am on borrowed time as we all are...
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An Alabaster figure aching for a run.
The wind swirling heavily, whipping
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A bellowing wind stalks the street walkers' footsteps.
Rain howls with thunderous applause and flashing mid-day sky.
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Hush little baby, don’t say a thing, let me lull you into a dream-sweet bliss.
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Gaze through my prism eyes and you may see my colors
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The stillness of the evening casts a sheen upon the lake
reflections of a sunset are two-fold,
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The morning is so calm and clear
...I hope that no one sees me here!
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