darkness has a name
Darkness Has A Name
He strides
With cloak of black following in his wake
He flows through the hollowed-out rooms of our lives
Flicking every inkling of light shining in every corner of our world
It is darkness
It has a name
It strides through the radiant areas of all our lives and homes
It seeps its way into the hearts of the living
Every living thing turned evil
Was impacted by him
He is darkness
He has a name
He stalks through our world
Never found out
Darkness has a name
His name is-
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