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Oct 2020
I see darkness creeping
under my veins tonight
behold, my light has fallen
and gone from my sight

As emptiness engulfs
my worn, weary eyes
I loathe this feeling of pain
every single time I cry

It seems like
I have perfected
the destruction of myself.
Chris Balase
Written by
Chris Balase  37/M/NoWhere
(37/M/NoWhere)   
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