Darkness descends
Swallowing threads
Of feeble light
From a weaker sun
Gunpowder treason
Smoking gun
Tattered faith
Crumbling wall
I've seen death
On the roll
Asphalt gathering in my heart
The venom that i spew
It was there..from the start
And was long over due
....... by myself
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