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Cold so very cold.
As i sold my soul to the
evil, controlling,
darkness.That resides deep in
my heart.This coldness feels like
smooth metal.As a rose petal
turns black.Foooling my mind
into a dark spike i needles
peircing my skin.The blood
drips from my body.The
sweet crimson blood now
this is the end of my life.My
mind, body, and soul bend into the cold
darkness.Taking over me.So
that i can never flee.