Forsaken Memory???
WHAT CHOO FINK?!
Poison Porridge Community Member |
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The unforgiving darkness breathes me in; There in the light, my heaven my kin. My arm is to short, the darkness too deep, now there I lay, there I rest. Sudden nightmares begin to creep, and I must listen to the screams, Of all thee, lost, deep in sleep. |
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