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Author: Artemesia-Eyfane
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Published: 03-15-08 - Updated: 03-15-08 - Complete - id:2489518

Malady

Like cyanide,

It runs through my veins.

Like morphine,

It dulls my senses.

Like darkness,

It’s chasing away the light,

Burning away my soul.

Like cyanide,

It’ll soon kill me.

Like morphine,

It numbs my body.

Like darkness,

It’s eating away at my spirit,

Diminishing my sanity.

Like cyanide,

Like morphine,

Like darkness.

Is anybody willing to save me?

Everything is fading away…

Everything is falling apart…

Discord and balance are now

One of the same…

I need a savior.



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