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My dark wings start to grow.

My little black secret haunts me.

The pain inside breaks me down.

The tears which fall, burn me.



I’m hurt and I long to breathe.

Even my soul is broken!

Can the light of day save me now?

For I’ve fallen from so high.



The empitiness inside eats me alive.

Sucking all the life from inside of me.

Killing and raping; leaving me broken.

Without a trace of the path I’m following.