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shadows eyes 2
the self's ate them self's
there is nothing left to feed
she's down to her last
slowly seeping into the emptiness
the light in her eyes if fading fast
death wont come for her
were the only ones on the other side
we just wait for
that one final night her eyes
wont open to morning light
it wont be long the
the soul can only take so much
there is nothing left to feed
she's down to her last
slowly seeping into the emptiness
the light in her eyes if fading fast
death wont come for her
were the only ones on the other side
we just wait for
that one final night her eyes
wont open to morning light
it wont be long the
the soul can only take so much
Published 23rd May 2014
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23rd May 2014 7:39pm
25th May 2014 1:39am
shadows tend to hang around dead things they just wait to devour the soul when the body lets go.
