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Dec 2019
Darkness crawls the bedside near
Though I fall it's not from fear
''Tis the wakening of the clouded one
My minds is open then it's gone
I close the doors the windows too
There's no point, the battles not true
Is myths are dark and heavily of toil
I believe them, hear them, walk their soil
They call me, enticing me - freedom is here
Let us take your mind, we care!
Trust us, come, you know we're right
Give up, give in, you cannot fight!
The busyness quells
The clouds they slow
Oh ****, where now can I go?
Slam shut my eyes
Hold my breath
Call it near
My unknown death
Samantha Guillaume
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Samantha Guillaume  F/Earth
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