“Darkness”
Darkness
Down a pit
Within me fallen
Anguish
Thoughts dart hissing
Sting like hornets
Languish
Spirit drips out
From its cornet
Helpless
Splintered sun
Casts down a solace
Save me
Flood down your rays
Sa…
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