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It is really dark in here..
Bid me light anear..
From the recesses of my shadows..
I reach out to the light..
Glowing..
Warming..
Inviting..
First touch..
Scar!..
Deep 3rd degree burns..
Still the light coaxes me out of the dark..
The cold comfort of my darkness is soothing..
The light drives me further in..
I try to stay but i'm enchanted by the light..
Every brush..
Amazing set of scars intricatly wound round my soul..
Still..
I reach out..
Darkness!!..
To you i come..
Be my guide..
Soothe my scars..
Burns..
Encompass my soul heart and mind..
Such is the powerful hold light has over me..
Taking over my only friend,companion and lover..
Light..
Why can't i have you alongside my darkness..
Best friends..
Aides and brothers you would be i can tell..
But you always arrive after the other has left..
I offer myself as link..
The mix of light's enchantments and burns..
Dark's soothing calm and cold comfort..
We shall all be married..
Remain lovers..
Friends..
Companions..
Light,darkness and me!!!

 

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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