These shadows, they speak in tongues. calling. grabbing me into their midst
i don't know my way out. i can't find the light
i'm lost in this hell. crying out the words nobody can hear
the light shows. the golden touch of an angel rescuing me from this darkness. carrying me away, safe in his arms—forever i want to stay.
-darkness—light
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Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...