Reaper

Feeling: affectionate
You fear the sun, so you hide Do not blame youself, you tried Deep down in the depts of rock The door is sealed with a chain and a lock Your beauty remains Though your soul restrains Nails and cut glass Spead across the dying pass A place so dark shadows the mind A place that they will never find Once the night slips away You stay to the shadows and pray Somewhere birds are singing Somewhere fish are swimming Not for you, never You are darkness forever Like a cut throat knife A reaper, that ends life
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