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The Ache


Do you hear me?

My wails my pain

The blood that aches inside this vein

I walk so slowly ste by step

In the dark I wail in pain

Horror clubs grab kids only to prep

To tell my story thinking it's a game

I see a light through a deep dark space

Screaming comes as I go to the light

I get even  closer and see a face

White and so innocent and filled with fright

I reach my hand towards the innocent child

Not knowing that what I will do will be slightly mild

We walk through the dark space I continue to wail

Because I swear to myself I will not fail

As I look onto the face blue and cold

This is my symbol of my own pure gold

Death lurks into this child's eyes

It's only a matter of time until he dies. 

He closes his eyes and disappears into the dark

There I gain another acheful mark.....

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