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Grows Deeper

The dark grows deeper. Resembling black tea under the shadows of negativity. The water is stained life. Decaying with a bitter harvest. Standing on the brink of mortality. I don't have wings, listening to preachers cry. Drowning in life's symphony. Just add water and drink. Storing the rest in fatal black with faded-out tattoos. 



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