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Night it never seems to end

Pools of shadows overflow

Witness the souls of those who anger over under ripped and mauled

Exist alone and imprisoned.

These nails slammed in my cell door

I see from this shade of light

Pride and avarice and envy

Are the sparks that light our heart

And blaze, it’s warmth charred

And save you, save you from yourself

By these thin lids the shadows creeping in by my mind, abyss, of all foul things

Patience, the hunter to consume you

We see the vernacular of reason

Now.

Void of Feeling

Hatred sold its soul.

Wait we want to die

This sin, on and on, take what you can

My sons who are dressed in my flesh

Don’t tempt me with what you possess

Hunger a greater power than grief

I sinned not to die

Shadows overflow