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Freezing in the open air Feelings getting old People seem to never care Emotions getting cold   Running in to the fray Taking flak from emotional spray Dodging the depressing bullets
  I am Darkness- The silent listener of screams-and-pleadings; Shelter for crimes, Graveyard for many a Maiden’s lives, Smeared with virgin blood. Heaven for criminal-hood
The "land of the free" made a slave out of me My people chained body and mind While they "progress" we get left behind We try to find our nitch, but are too dark for them to make room
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