A/N: Written 9/26/17. First written on my phone at night, there are some tweaks but enjoy...
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Left to fester away to spread its dark evil to
posion my body, mind and soul from the light.
Given to me by those that would rather see me
alone and suffering, than alive, happy and loved.
It shrivels up and dies in the light, but blossoms
and flourishes in the night...whispering away with its
evil intentions. But there is light in the darkness...
it flickers away in the far distance, watching, waiting...
beckoning for me to come closer and be free,
but it knows. The seed is unwilling to let go,
its roots happily embedded deeply within the
treasure trove that is my mind...
unable to free itself from that evil; its only hope is
to struggle and defend against the evils that lurk in
every nook and cranny, and around every corner.
As the war between light and dark continues on,
so does the fight for my soul.
Where there is darkness, there is and always will be a shining light.
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Unwanted gift
PoetryRelates to Hope in the Darkness, the on going war between light and dark, good and evil
