I know what you all are thinking, God,no, it's her again. Oh, well I am in a writing mode so you will have to bear with me.The eyes of darkness,
The magic unleashed.
Sound and fury.
Light and pain.
A neverending darkness.
Is that what I am?
My love has gone,
I stand as an empty shell.
I exist but yet I only subsist.
I was fought against the darkness,
Now I have become that which I have most feared.
I must fight this.
My goddess of true light and soul,
To feel her hand again in mine,
This is my hope,
My wish...
My everlasting prayer...
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"We few, we happy few.."
"We band of buggered.."