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Right At Home

Drifting towards darkness
I begin to slip
Losing my grip
My sanity dwindling
And my terror growing
The descent is rapid with seeming finality
But my lover's here
Right at home
And she catches me gently
Whispering soothing words
Cradling me in her arms
And resting my head on her breasts
Then her hand guiding me into her form of paradise
Where pain is not permitted
And memories of ruin banished
Then, finally, gone.  
Written by crowfly
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