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Darkness

July 15, 2012
By JeanaWilde GOLD, Kearns, Utah
JeanaWilde GOLD, Kearns, Utah
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The dark that calls to me
Beckoning
Belonging
There is no other

No hopes to believe
No dreams to compare
Just thoughts that surround
And suffocate

Just words who torture
Who hold it captive
Those words that deprive its very being
That banish its existence

Cuts that go deeper
That go farther
Sleek, silver movements

Unknown
Unnoticed

Stealthed in the night
Hidden by memories
By the pain to forget
By the pain to remember

Forever falling
Forever waiting

The light in the dark
The hand that pulls you in
The dreams that keep your life

Wishing it forgotten;
But holding it close
Reaching
Hoping

A voice pulling you out

The dark you once believed
The dark you once trusted
The dark that was

Gone



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