A light that is the dark.
I and only I.
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A life so long ago through the murky haze of time
Like a poem from the past only lacking rhyme
A echo from down the hall
A train whistle through the trees
Everything must end Selfdestruction me
The clouds obscure the moon not the screams in the night
The torch is passed again less blinding is the light
It’s a flame lit by those long forgotten to the dream
So very equal to the task Selfdetruction me
A moment froze in time like the snow across the field
Blowing from the past it’s a memory revealed
The leaves upon the ground from the lonely maple tree
Another season passed Selfdetruction me
Can you stand the weight as you lay your head to cry
Will the pain it dissipate when you hang your head to die
The storm finally breaks the river is running clean
You remember what you said or was it al just a dream
Like the first breath of air and the gale through the trees
The beast it finally sleeps Resurrection me
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