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Darkest hourThe darkest of hours is one without hope, one where lifes canvas is painted with fearNobody can create a hopeless hour, because I find that love is near.God can let the blackness devour, let each human fall into tearbut neither blackness nor tears will shower because my angel, you are here.You've cast the umbra far away and left me with pure lightWe create this light when we close, which is every single night.
PuppetI am a puppet of others, a toy and a toolnothing more decribes me, than useless foolI am a slave of repitition, scarred from mistakesForced to go on, whatever it takes. The end of the routine leaves me collapsed on the ground.The Puppet of others, Eternally bound