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Crimson Red Unfolds
As the anger rises, the crimson red unfolds.
Sometimes one is not to accept the truth for what it is.
And they try change it.
Sometimes they succeed.
Sometimes they cave and give up.
A surrendering of the soul.
A abandoned world.
Where the darkness will rule.
And common suffering will reign till some one stands up.
Theirs always a puppeteer.
Just cut the strings to be free.
poem
by
Ace Of Black Hearts
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