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Shadow.

 


 

Lighter clicked.

Smoke flew across 

the room.


Burning lungs won't 

hurt as much as a

 burning heart.


The devil never 

came with horns or tail.

 

It came with all

those things you

were instantly

addicted to.

 

And you sit here.

Powerless. Unable 

to fight it off.

 

In the end 

It all comes to 

Either you

attending her funeral 

Or she attending yours.

 

And yet 

As the dark night

bleeds

Burn your past for 

Because in the end,

what burned you hard

Back then

Will burn bright 

and guide you hte

Path you've learned 

to seek.



 

 

 

 

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