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Darkness
The darkness was born
With the devil's scorn
Filled with desire
It's passion was fueled by dire
It became a shelter for our souls
Where evil defines our roles
A place where light cannot judge
Darkness, a true path to trudge
With the devil's scorn
Filled with desire
It's passion was fueled by dire
It became a shelter for our souls
Where evil defines our roles
A place where light cannot judge
Darkness, a true path to trudge
Published 27th Jun 2017
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Anonymous
27th Jun 2017 1:01pm
Wow! This packs a punch. I can only imagine the inspiration behind this jewel...
27th Jun 2017 8:22pm
27th Jun 2017 7:53pm
This is so eloquently written, and although I usually am not a fan of shorter poems, this was the perfect length. This is an outstanding piece, and I applaud you.
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