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  Am I in a portal of Darkness Where the days get worse A day that will live in Infamy All will be gone to shreds And the light will be dead First is the sad times
How long have I stared into this lightbulb? It’s blinding white has faded and turned into a dull pink. I know it’s still white, and my eyes are simply tiring from the brightness,
There’s no correct way To describe how I feel. There’s no place for rational thought, Making it all feel quite unreal.   It punches you in the gut;
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