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Jun 2014
This mind of mine
is fragile, yet strong.
Fighting a constant battle between
the light and dark,
Each tugging at the strings
that keep this damaged soul
Tethered to the stakes of a grim reality.

Each path is tempting...
The swirling darkness that threatens
to engulf me in its sensual embrace.
The warm luminance that
Holds promises of days filled
with intense love and quiet bliss.

The battle rages on.
Just a late night poem. Would love to get some feedback.
Thanks for viewing!!!
Written by
Ashlea  Florida
(Florida)   
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