They once spoke in whispers Scampering to the darkness Whenever a certain someone was near Now in full throat they scream Demanding a moment in the light Knowing that someone is gone They are the feeble and the weak Yesterday, today and tomorrow
They once spoke in whispers Scampering to the darkness Whenever a certain someone was near Now in full throat they scream Demanding a moment in the light Knowing that someone is gone They are the feeble and the weak Yesterday, today and tomorrow
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