Darkness
This, this is for you.
Those that pretend to care.
For those that show that this world is a messed up place.
To show that hope is gone and darkness remains
That none but the inked needle, and the fiery burn of this amber liquid can ease
In the estacsy can i forgive, and to move on with life.
But fear not you shall not be forgotten. No, not ever.
For those who forget the past, shall find themselves doomed to repeat it.
by
AFireInYourEyes18posted on 03/15/2009
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