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I slip into darkness,

Fallen from the sky.

I feel so much pain,

So much I wish to die.



My darkened soul descends,

To wallow in my demise.

I hold my cloak to my chest,

To shield me from your lies.



A silent drop of blood leaves me,

Falling as bloody tears.

My soul has left my body,

But left me all me fears.