Rung in sympathy, Erased in compassion.

Thu, 06/13/2013 - 00:51 -- keaha32

Within all of us lies some ounce of darkness
A beast, just waiting to be released
It seems white and pure and with a gleaming sword
With the power and the strength to unleash,
On outsiders, its owner, or even itself.
In some, it appears more apparent
The monster, waiting until it can consume all

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