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Sep 2010
And as he began to fall toward that darkness,
He felt her grasp around him tightly.
Pulling, pulling, but gravity overpowers strength.
And down again he falls toward that darkness.
Greed, lust, hate have overcome his once pure heart.
And the love there was has disappeared.
The darkness is overpowering the light inside.
Goodbye fellow angels, hello demons below.
Let’s dream with our eyes open,
And see what is not even there.
These wild fantasies overtake reality.
And the darkness overcomes.
Shadows are the only things that understand.
The past is an enemy to his soul.
The present is something to be dealt with.
The future is his dearest friend.
Darkness is all that he knows now.
Everything is a shadow, passing by quickly.
The future is an open book waiting to be written on.
He wants the world and that book in his hands.
One last look up at the past above him,
And then he plummets down, down.
Goodbye angels, hello demons.
Satan’s helpers are the only companions this future holds.
Darkness is the thing that he lives in.
A dreary fog that blinds him.
Dreaming of better things in this Hell.
Those are just the lies that the devil’s been showing him.
Written by
Ashton Driscoll
709
   Savannah
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