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Darkness
Black creeps forward
Shadows dance
The moon disappears
Behind a gray cloud
My room is
Thrust in Darkness
The black holds me
Sticky, but cold
It makes me feel
Emotionless, Like
Nothing is worth living for
I fight the feeling
The shadows crawl back
I am in Darkness
up to my waist
Half of me wants to
Give up, The other
fight back
Black inches up
My neck is covered
It seeks an opening
To crawl into
To take over my body
It wants me to give in
It covers my mouth
My nose, my eyes
I am weak, I cannot
fight back.
I am lost
Lost in darkness
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