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The Darkness

It's beautiful in a macabre sort of way, that in my fear and terror of the darkness and pitch black, I become disconnected from the world, and in myself find peace that only I can find and unlock. In the horror, the terror and the darkness, the beauty and peace are truly seen.

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Mar 31, 2014
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