Poem: The Dark Scope

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The Dark Scope

I deep dark clouds,
A being shall come forth and shine,
Of wind that reeks of blood,
But never will it rot.

Days being so slumberland,
Of twisted fate that keeps going,
Endlessly without remorse,
It will definitely shine like gold.

Tears are like raindrops,
Heavenly yet disatisfactory,
It counts the sins like paper,
Full of witnesses and proclaimation needs.

Yours Truly,
Chii!~

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