Dark

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Sometimes I enjoy the dark

Sometimes it's warm

When it is I smile when I turn off the lights

It consumes me in comfort as I speak to it

The dark listens to my problems

The dark is my therapist

Although the dark is kind to me and comforting

It tells me things

It encourages me to do things

I realize this now more than ever

As I stand over the bloodied bodies of my parents

"Just one more thing, my dear girl. "

"I've come this far"

"Do it to yourself"

"Of course"

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 17, 2017 ⏰

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