The Darkness
The Darkness I See In Your Eyes
Are Like The Pits Of Hell Burning
With The Passion Of A Thousand Suns
Of Lava In crusted Snakes Of Doom
The Darkness I Seek Is In Your Soul
Trying To Get Out But You Hold
Back And Keep It In Side Of You
Sealed Up Like A Prisoner
Of War The Darkness In Side Of
You Hungers To Get Out And
To Feast On The Living Do Not
Let Your Darkness Get Out.
Copyright © Brenda Barricklow | Year Posted 2011
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