But I found myself by moonlight's side
The faintest light by which to ride
And of course there's no way back
At night the crimson trail turns black
A lonesome place without a soul
A place where you will lose control
A lack of life, a lack of breath
Freezing cold, foretells your death
A place where space and time collide
The place to live when you have died
I'm not ashamed to say I ran
Back to the place where the trail began...
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@RichWithey Thanks amigo π Mate you're totally qualified to judge a winner. One'll stand out, you know it fella π»π»π»
@sjw thanks hun β€ and for the RP too. Not hanging around tho I'm afraid, nightdweller lite, that's me! πΉ Night night π€π€π€
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