A little poetry for my dark passenger

If you can feel my words, then you'll understand

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4. Throwing a soul

The sun comes up, but grey are the clouds
The run from the hunt, started by the crowd
The thoughts and your soul, you took and tossed
When the lights all went out the battle was lost

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