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Brujah (by Kari)
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I walk alone
in a field of green and yellow
the shadows still follow me
darkness descends upon the field
and it is me
the memories still haunt me
but I cannot undue what has been done
the past is etched like scars upon my skin
I shall not cry
or spend too much time on regret
my heart no longer feels these things
it has turned black and withered
I am not human anymore
a form with no name
walking alone
in a field of green and yellow...
the nights seem to be getting longer now
it's been forever since someone crossed my path...
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