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Description
A toil of a hatred
a foil of ghosts
fear not for all I ever do is boast
when a fear holds you down
never run never walk alone
take the hand of all you seek
and turn the corners life gives out
when the night is darkest without a doubt
the fur of happiness
tears apart the love
for all things but a life
to tarnish and dish out
macabre and horror
are words birthed from death
and never has a widow been
so close to anguish and trust

Description
A toil of a hatred
a foil of ghosts
fear not for all I ever do is boast
when a fear holds you down
never run never walk alone
take the hand of all you seek
and turn the corners life gives out
when the night is darkest without a doubt
the fur of happiness
tears apart the love
for all things but a life
to tarnish and dish out
macabre and horror
are words birthed from death
and never has a widow been
so close to anguish and trust