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Aug 2015
in the depths
go down to the edge
your mind moves with uneasy silence
a stunning stillness
light blasted , now blinded by blackness.
unwelcome stranger
solitary, sinister ,  serene.
turn the corner
a stench rips the senses
and sends you backwards
stumbling
suffocating
hells breath floods the air
the unseen terror
a sneering smile.

I am lost ,
is this love  unrequited?
Tim Bentley
Written by
Tim Bentley
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