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Cold as the heart,
Dark as the soul,
Crying for the chilling breath of death,
Nothing but the cool calm wind of a mountain top.
This cold heart is not ment for love,
Everytime it feels something,
That thing is crushed into oblivian.
This dark soul is not ment to see daylight,
This soul has been tanted with evil and sorrow,
Sour as can be,
Nothing can cheer it up.
The dark depths of the mind bring a small red light.
It is a room,
Filled with dark and evil memmories of the past.
Nothing but pain surounds this heart and soul,
Nothing but sorrow can control this mind,
Nothing but a cold heart,
And a dark soul,
That are in control of the sorrow.
- by -Dark-Light_Memmories- |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/31/2009 |
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- Title: In Control
- Artist: -Dark-Light_Memmories-
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- Date: 03/31/2009
- Tags: cold dark
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