DARK HARRT

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I can see your pain,

I can see your evil.


It is in your eyes.

The death, the twisted heart, 

The dark parts. 


It should be red like a rose, 

Or blue like the sea.

Instead, it is dark like the night

The evil, the pain, the misery. 

Trapped, incarcerated.

In your eyes

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