The Incomplete Works of Arik Fletcher
This rage that burns beneath my skin,This shadow over all my kin,This cloud that hangs above my mind,This tyrant on those left behind,This force beyond my heart's control,This scar upon my tattered soul.
This rage that burns beneath my skin,This shadow over all my kin,
This cloud that hangs above my mind,This tyrant on those left behind,
This force beyond my heart's control,This scar upon my tattered soul.
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