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Dark
Darkness all around me.
No light its suffocating.
I'm begging it to kill me.
But the more I beg the longer I seem to live.
The longer I live the darker it gets.
There is pain, sorrow and death I hate it.
With every waking moment the pain gets worse.
AS the days drag on I give up all hope.
Finally there's light.
I walk towards it and it disappears.
I'm left in complete darkness.
Weeks after I stop begging I finally die.
Does it get better?
- norway
- JoinedFebruary 4, 2014
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