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Shadows are my friends

I like the dark
Angels scare me
While shadows are my friends.

Black calls me,
Cracks in marble floors,
Stormy nights slowly creeping in.

The darkness
Overwhelms me,
It fills up the broken emptiness.

I like the dark.
Angels scare me
While shadows are my friends

I like the dark.
The black calls me by my name.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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