Benighted
It is dark
Where the dragon roars
Opening doors that silhouette the fear
Pupils hung low in insufferable dreariness
For sleeplessness overcomes my being
Wrapped ever so tight in my blankets
With the winds in my mind whistling, strange
Only to watch the rearranged light of the moon
Full in its glamour
The moods it does prompt
Unknown to myself
Leaking from my wound
The pain that does exude
Prompted by you
Wicked in lure
Your thoughts so impure
To have you beckon my restless wonder
To hard to close my eyes
And go under
And suspend in a peaceful slumber
When my heart lies so troubling
And my vision is nearly doubling
Close your doors
And leave
For I chose not to receive
Your pardon
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