Down down down

Spirialing down I do fall

Into the fiery pits

That complete this world

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This World of Mine

Full of winged demons

Created of my own fear

That snap at my heels

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My heels are bloodied

As i run through the night

Blinded by my tears

Created by the horrors

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The horrors of life

Flying up and around us

The unforgetable pains

That have created the youth

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The youth of today

Troubled children of the night

Hiding in the darkness

Trying to escape the light

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The light which brings warmth

Also exposes us to the world

This world full of demons

Created by the greed

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The greed of others

Selfism, Satanism tis the same

The pure black evil

Which is the world of today

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The world of today asks why?

Why do we hide, Why are we differnt

Are they so blind, Can they not see

To walk the night is to walk in the light...

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Author: Shadow Dancer