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Jul 2013
The valley
Of the dead
Calls to me
Begging me to join them
Once again
The ****** and forsaken
They want the darkness to swallow me
To fill me with malice
And pain

But I wish not
I wish not to succumb
To the hatred and greed
Instead I want to follow
The light
The radiant brightness
That encircles you

Your aura stings my
Unworthy eyes
Because I am filled with darkness
I am shroud in malice
I am a shadow
That dims you
And your beauty

So I must go back to
My brethren in the shadows
And you go back to
The angels from the light
Gwendolyn
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