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Emptiness Is eating me The evil Is seeing me Everything i am Is nothing i am Am i beating it? Or is it beating me...? To live, is to win. And death is for dead But living like this Be not for the victor, The ultimate dread. Am i living a lie, Or is it living me? No friends ahead Best friends to the end. Befriending the darkness Bitter and red My friend is the blackest My hearts gone, but dead.

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Date: 12/12/2015 1:33:00 PM
Very nice Criss, I enjoy darker writes.
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