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The silent darkness comforts me,
Fore the sleep I lost is found.
Always elluding me
Never bringing peace,
My dreams were of the ground.
The seers saw, and told me well
I was not suppose to be.
So I walked the road of solitude
REaching for hands I could not see,
Searching for a door that would eventually lead
o a future away from my past,
Moving like a shadow
In the breifest of your dreams,
Living only by a code of hard, cold steel.
The spark of life is doused,
The feline lives ran out,
As the light in the windows started to fade.
I did not expect any tears,
So don't stand there crying
When even rain wont fall
For a being who wasn't suppose to be.