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Alone
I walk through a dark filled hall
Hearing whispers in the wall.
When all at once that I ponder
On a gaping hole in the floor.
I jump in to see what may
I see nothing, but I hear.
I hear hatred and sorrow no doubt
On this dream I came about.
A villian none as he
For it was death that seek me.
I cringed and feared for what's to come
But it be nothing for I'm alone.
This place I wish not to visit
For that is where my nightmares roam.
I am... Truly Alone,
In this dark abyss, be my grave
That which I call Home!
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