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The Duskfall
An empty stare, a stupid grin.
Sweating palms and cold within.
Delete past calculations, adapt to a brand new breed.
Sudden movements, the smell of caffeine
Won't ever see me turning the other cheek, tooth for a tooth, I want more than you lies.
Won't ever see me walking away, not forgiving, I won't admit that I'm wrong.
Can't rid the disease, a need of release, the source will pull you under.
Can't rid the disease, a need of release, or a way to end it.
Twitching muscles, an aching head.
Brain hurting, unable to think straight.
A great future would have been, among the lost.
Among deceivers, like himself.
Wont ever see me...
Can't rid the disease...
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