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I have seen the edge of darkness Tasted the cold stench of death Felt the tug of oblivion And held onto my last breath There is a face in the darkness A voice that calls from the black Whispers in my ear sweet nothings And draws my mind further back But I stepped back from the darkness Ran marathons to the light I came away even stronger My heart still scarred from the fight It still lingers at my shoulder I still hear it call my name The darkness will never give up And I keep playing the game

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