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Where Did It Begin
Here we are, where do I begin -
I guess I can start with -
you were more than just a friend.
A guardian angel to me, you have been.
Not knowing the evil you kept from lurking
Deep within.

The sinister evil, my demonic sin -
The kind that grieves a mind to the ends.
A realm unkind, where hatred confides -
The brilliance of time.
To use it for bittersweet grins.

A healing nature you are to me -
But I know I must set you free.


© Words Of Anthrax