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Dark Poetry Sitting in my room
tormented by a thought so gloom
death, ghouls, and ghosts of old
puts me in a terrifying hold
while struggling i scream
now there eyes
a beam of light
their only angels in disguise
some times angels take form
for evil things
sometimes
good things come out of bad things
hmmm
think about it
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