Himitsu
by Fox

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Filled of old empty rage,
Sullen and raw,
Glancing at the hopeless.

Is that life,
Seeing those condemned?

A view of purgatory
From the garden

Confused for an angel
Lonely as the damned

Guardian for those already lost
Hope, a lost plaything
Affection, a demented dream

The trikster who has forgotten the trick,
or become part of it,
lost to the web.

Cold
Scarred
Marked
Alone

Should one dream, wait, even for death?
Perhaps
Centuries beat their tattoo,
But silence is the balm of all wounds



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this stuff waaaaaay down here is just for this stupid table to align right! God I hate it when code is buggy and you have no idea what the hell is wrong, but you know there's some logic to it, but you take the easy way out. This is easy for me.