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The silence of the night.

As I wander aimlessly.

Thinking.

While leaving corpses behind.

Whose blood I had drained.

Having to walk the path of darkness.

Has its price to pay.

A price.

That comes in the form of eternal loneliness.

I guess.

I must be one of the rare few.

Who prefers to be left alone.

To be able to disappear into the silent fog at will.

For those I love.

And had once loved.

You don't have to forgive me.

For this is the path I have chosen.

The path of eternal silence and loneliness. 

A price I must pay.

For the rest of my life.