Silent shivering words
Escapes out of the vault
Murmuring stories
Best kept to the chest
Said in the cold of the night
Trying to ignite
The passion of the lost
Hoping light would
come back to the darkness
Consuming the soul
Into unknown universe's
Propelled to live among strangers
Though a villian you seem
For their ways ain't yours
But trouble is what they presented
On a golden platter
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