Looming Shadows
I sit alone in the darkness seeing shadows.
These shadows want my life, my soul.
Is there no end to the torment they bring to me.
I feel their dark hands on my throat.
They are claw at my very soul.
I will be nothing more than an empty shell.
I will soon become a shadow as well.
These shadows want my life, my soul.
Is there no end to the torment they bring to me.
I feel their dark hands on my throat.
They are claw at my very soul.
I will be nothing more than an empty shell.
I will soon become a shadow as well.
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