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A play unfolds in my mind each night As two opposing forces fight for control The nefarious darkness assembles its army of thoughts to lay siege upon the throne of light. Reason fires down from the compassionate wall As the guilt slithers its way to the top. The loathing berates the beautiful moat until the trenches give way to a cleansing flood. As dawn emerges the enemies call a cease fire...to replenish their armies for the twilight to come.
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Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
The Siege
A play unfolds in my mind each night As two opposing forces fight for control The nefarious darkness assembles its army of thoughts to lay siege upon the throne of light. Reason fires down from the compassionate wall As the guilt slithers its way to the top. The loathing berates the beautiful moat until the trenches give way to a cleansing flood. As dawn emerges the enemies call a cease fire...to replenish their armies for the twilight to come.
jessica-perry
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Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
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