How your soul doth burn with fire
Torn within, shredded sarcasm.
Your animosity hath inspire
The infinite dark sky chasm
Weighted down with heavy bonds
Falling, flailing, without end.
Dowsing the inferno within the ponds,
Ever quenching thirst to send.
Drenched and sunk
Upon the murky floor.
Never again with soul of monk,
The light’s ambitions grow amore.
Reflections of your Inner Light,
Through the darkest skies of all.
Make your soul of onyx night,
This will be your doom, your fall...
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