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Regression
Written by: MineDaemon
Cold dead fingers
clawing, tearing
dragging from the past

Tainted, lingering caresses
soon finding their way
back into weakened soul

In the empty nights
seeking abandoned flesh
would they not offer comfort...
where none has been found

Drawn into the darkness
moving back and away
take the first step
never to be again


E.A.D'N 11~21~06

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