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| Stare into her eyes of sorrow Your soul, she screams, is hers to borrow Shattered Fragments Tell my tale Broken Remembrance To no avail She lurks in melancholy Casted shadows Drag me down, to the gallows Twisted, churning, changing, stirring The lines, this reality, are always blurring Her arm, in darkness Reaches out Wrapping her hand in dismal doubt A hole is where her heart should be That is why she seeks after me But I know well, she'll never see For this darkness also lurks in me |