*Bring me Death*
Living Aone in the world, I have.
I no more fire, my flame died.
My Dark Soul hopelessly lost.
Death come, or I walk more.
*Bring me Peace*
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Author:
Last Shadow (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Every day is the same; a Dark Soul I walk alone, having nothing in life ever to be in interest of. Wishing for Early Death, or just walk in the crowd without the single sense of peace, nothing makes me happy anymore. Just misery, just... my normal Life.
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