Never Ending Darkness
Downward. Spiraling out of control. Into a darkness so black and empty that its perimeter
can only be described as infinity. Void. Empty. But full of betrayal, deceit, hatred, disbelief.
The air is thick, heavy, stagnant...poisoned. But only one thing truly exists in this area of
nothingness. As I push back the tears, madness and denial I see it as clear as day. Death.
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