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Just a little poem I wrote when I was depressed. Nothing special. Be warned, I am not a good poet, it may also be slightly dark to some people. My mother made me put this on here.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 125 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 11-06-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2272824
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I Hope It Dies
Or
My Dark Place and Me
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I Hope it dies
This Hollow feeling inside of me
I hope it is swallowed up
By a force so pure
That it blinds me just to look at it
But Then...
I yearn for it again
That steady pain that
Has Supported Me all These Years
The only Constant
And so I am torn again
Hoping beyond hope that this dark shadow
Will be cast unto Oblivion
Yet knowing– no Willing it to come back again
To hold me firmly Once Again
And then I realize
That this hallowed shadow inside of me
Is pure in itself
And That I need no holy light of heaven
I only Need
My Dark Place And Me
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