Days fall into
Weeks fall into
Months fall into
Years.
Time passes in the blink of
The laughter, smiles and tears.
We wander through our lonely lives,
Struggling to achieve,
Knowing what we think we know,
Believing what we believe.
But still we try and halt it,
Keep it from its goal,
Ineffectually, knowing
It still will take its toll.
But that's because life is
Such a precious, short-lived time,
And short & lonely though it is,
It's all I have that's mine.
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Dark Places
ParanormalI am Death. I know who you are... There is darkness and madness in each of us. We must do battle with our own demons. But... What if those demons opened the door in the back of your mind and stepped out. What if they became real? If the night, the s...
