Pitch Black

April 6, 2011
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I've seen this pitch black room before,
It seems to beckon me towards it,
The dark like a pitch black hole,
Sucking everything in, draining it of life.

I've been in there before,
All the life gone,
Your face pale and sickly,
Only the pain and depression wrapped around you.

Your only wish is to break free like a delicate butterfly flapping it's wings furiously as it's caught in a web,
Your soul fracturing a little bit more each time you struggle,
Until your soul is broken beond repair.

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