Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger
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Tombs



When you’re alone the night seems so vast.
Look to the sky.
Enter the void.
There is a light at the end of the world.
Drawn down the path.
To cross the land.
Bound to the flesh.
Bound to this world.
Alone in the dark as life slips away.
There is a light at the end of the world.
Drawn down the path.
To cross the land.
I see the fall.
I see the end.
I watch it fade.
In this blood red tide.
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