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Now all i have is nothing else
but no hope and ring of killing bells
my soul to demon, tend to sell
on oceans of blood i nearly sail
of numbers i see, for me? they fail
of fear and the sorrow i merely feel
and the cold, and the breeze that brings all chill
it's I not you they want to kill
poem
by
Ellirie Aviles
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