falling with my fears. wicked torment release me. my pain can't re-erect me. for this I know. all that is, is sure to wither & die. knowledge of this I start to understand. yet, I'm still refusing to cry. persue this lie, any possible way. all I've seen contenues to haunt me. I'll close my eyes and i won't let them in. everyone plays around with my dream of reality. dropping all I know for a small hope. drip my soul into what remains of my human side
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speak to the dark angels