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I am the shadows where lovers swoon
And innocents die. I am the gloom.
I am the darkness. I am the light.
I am the empty halls at night
Where demons thrash. I am your fright.
I am your fears. I am the loom
The fates weave on. I am your doom.
I am the heavens' deepest fires.
I am Hades' highest spires.
I am the sun. I am the moon.
I am your dreams as you retire.
I am your blanket, soft and warm,
Choking you as nightmares swarm.
I am the frantic lullaby
That guards your sleep and sings you through.
I am the scream upon your lips
As you awake. I am the drip
Of sweat onto your soaking sheets.
I am your fear. I am its' grip.
I am the silence in your screech.
I am what you cannot reach.
I am the razor dream that slips
And bleed on you while you still sleep.
I am the tower and the skies.
I am the fields where you will die.
I am the iron taste of air.
I am everything that you fear.
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