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The weary cry dark tears of stone,
I'll join them soon, and die alone,
Happiness is far beyond my scope,
The only sounds here are of broken hope.
And hearts of malice scream delight,
I doubt I'll make it through this night.

With iron claws you take hold,
Of the wings of salvation,
And as the sun grows cold,
I'll stay in desperation.

In total darkness I wait for days,
I never cease to roam,
And on the sea the moonlight lays,
I know not the peace of home,
Where rose petals float downstream,
At least that is what I dream.

With iron claws you take hold,
Of the wings of salvation,
And as the sun grows cold,
I'll stay in desperation.
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Positively dripping with suppression. I like it. I wouldn't change anything except for where it says:

In total darkness I wait for days,
I never cease to roam,

These statements contradict themselves and in no way fit together. One of the parts I especially liked was:

Happiness is far beyond my scope,
The only sounds here are of broken hope.


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