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I'm afraid of the growing abyss that surrounds my fingertips when I try to reach for the unknowns that lie engraved within my footsteps.
I'm afraid of the future, and the darkness that cascades within it's echoing presence.
Nothing seems clear, and I'm afraid of the demons of my past that may lurk within the black that hides their faces so well. Their eyes that burn straight though my chest into my palpitating heart.
Tearing it.
But these demons I speak of are merely shadows that learn to disappear once the light crawls through their crevices.
And you are the light, love.
Grasping my hand, leading me through the darkness in your loving arms.
pulling my heart back together.
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Poetry"What I felt was only an illusion to you, a dream, lost itself buried underneath my thin layer skin. Well now I'm breaking apart and they've been set free." [Highest rank poetry #128}
