

Darkness ConsumesDon't you feel the Darkness consuming us? I do, its so cold wet and miserable like nothing I have ever felt before. But no matter how much I despise it I find myself drawn to it, Its almost like a seductive temptress that won't let me live without feeling her darkness.Darkness Consumes
I try and run but I end up back where I started. In the Darkest recess of imagination with nowhere to run or turn without facing more Darkness. I reach out for help but my arms are swatted away with little effort. The more I cry out, the more the Darkness grows from within me, All consuming, all powerful.
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I am the DevilI am the devil, the devil I am and I wait for the coming of an innocent man.I am the Devil
Be he young, or be he old, be his pockets full of gold.
Be he happy or rich or wise, be the ocean as blue as his eyes.
I'll wait for his coming at the midnight hour, I'll pickle his soul and turn it sour.
For once his innocent heart I see.
That innocent heart belongs to ME!
Kiabera
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