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Thou Darkest darkness of coldest night
Come, and steal me away
Wrap me in your blackest blanket
Shield me from the light of day
Turn my black tears blacker still
As they trickle from my blackened eyes
Fold me in your bleakest shadows
Where deepest of all sorrow lies
For there I feel I shall be at home,
Alone with no one near
Finally surrounded by
The strongest of my fears
Come, and steal me away
Wrap me in your blackest blanket
Shield me from the light of day
Turn my black tears blacker still
As they trickle from my blackened eyes
Fold me in your bleakest shadows
Where deepest of all sorrow lies
For there I feel I shall be at home,
Alone with no one near
Finally surrounded by
The strongest of my fears
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I really love this, the rhythm is really good and the rhyme scheme works well. You've got a good use of Alliteration too and the word blackness just fits even though u use it a lot. really great job!!! 