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by The Queen of Spades Jan 12, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / other
Cruel angel of darkness In shadows you dwell Beckoning me forth To a darkening hell The kisses bestowed Have protruded my soul Into a pit of abyss I have fallen, grown old A heart of a cherub Captured by soul of crime Rapes brackish tears In my bed, in my mind The core of malevolence Of this root and this sin I cannot look away from The light has grown so dim