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Jun 2013
It  doesn't take much
but it happens instantaneously
It is an unstoppable force
starting with a simple tear
morphing into a darkness
An entity that lurks over the soul
obstructing the light
killing all sense of life
simultaneously destroying
tearing the heart
ripping the soul
helpless to its power
the darkness consumes
leaving nothing behind
but the scared remains
of what used to be
James Riddle
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James Riddle  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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