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Oct 2013
They compare it to darkness.
This feeling that consumes me.
But it isn't "darkness"
I am aware of myself in the dark,
but when I close my eyes
I am not "just"
I am "nothing"

Confusion, exhaustion
I am lost

Where are you?
Where am I?

c o m e  t o  m e

Show me the way.
Pull me from the pit of my tragedies
Save me from myself

Light. Glorious light.
High above me

t o o  h i g h

I cannot reach
so here I remain

~pw
Peyton Williams
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Peyton Williams
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   ---, soul in torment and HA
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