Shadow
Darkness swells beneath me, Demons wail above with a feeble hand I raise my soul to descend, unloved. You can rage against the night, conscious of your hate, I shall consume their ignorance altering my fate. Hold me open, purge the lurid waste, Hold me open, relinquish all this haste Hold me open, shattering these bones Hold me open, things we can't condone. Please leave this site with pittance knowing you will divide lightning struck their halo's baring my naked shadow side.
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"Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself; that he is alone, abandoned on earth in the midst of his infinite responsibilities, without help, with no other aim than the one he sets himself, with no...
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