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My Clock Struck Midnight In Autumns Court.

The Darkness fills me illuminates fingertips my eyes turn jet black our dark hearts shatter like glass your skin is cold blue once vibrant soul matches suit paralized with fear we dance on our graves holding sober hands childrens laughter fills my head flashing dark crimson and white the grounds set for our last stand our features are blank as our last breath expires embrace and explode

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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