Ruined Darkness infects the pure Given time and Just the right lure. The light-hearted litter the ground Darkness humbles them Soon light cannot be found White auras fading with time Cracks of ebony Dakrness in its prime Sweet nothings to dark secrets Whispers laced with poison Leaving a certain deepness Maiden to a cut off head Lust over love Purity left for dead Air to Atlas Weight on your neck Stuck with a sort of madness Child to adult Perhaps to soon No cause for exult. Innocent to ruined
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