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When it's dark outside, it's dark inside...

As the brooding thoughts fall like
greeted dusk.
Beset between my shadow and soul.
I will be sure to
infect them with shades of deeper meaning.

Furiously high on the scents of
disorganised venom.
Mouthed, but not spoken,
through fear of blowing away
the gossamer thread of sound.

I wander in the dark
hand in hand with the ghosts
that inveigle me into
fighting pain with memories.

As my mind sinks in
this lead-grey ocean.
I know I’m home.
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