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Jan 2020
In the dark and cold I sit alone
While my demons chill me to the bone;
When my time is done on this rock
Death will greet me with its knock;

The rain has not stopped for some time
Leaving me soaked in these clothes of mine;
And the darkness gives way to no light
I fear it won't be moved by even God's might;

Lights go off in the distance from me
Giving me a brief moment to see,
But there is nothing around me to view,
Leaving me feeling even more down and blue;

I am alone within the confines of my mind,
With thoughts that have made me cry;
I cannot see any end in sight for me,
And there is nowhere where I can flee;

There is no end in sight
To this long, cold night;
I wish I could no longer be on my own
Sitting in the dark, all alone.
Warrior Poet
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   Kiona and Carmen Jane
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