Darkness is mysterious
Some people like it and others deceive it
Many of the heartless are surrounded by it
Many of the hopless think it's the only way left
Many of the ignorant enjoy diving in it
Many get lost in it
Many drown in it
Demons sponsor it
Demons advertise it
Demons try to make it look as nice, decorated, and attractive as possible like decorating a trash can
It'll looks nice but it's worthless
Demons want you to go into the playground of darkness to get lost in it
Demons want you to drown in it
They want you to cry in it
They want you to lose your mind in it
They want you to bleed in it
They want you to get rich in it
They want you to develop greed in it
In it, they'll provide you with you what you think you need
Most of all, they want you to die in it
The day you die in it, they will have an infinite celebration with you along with everyone else who died with you
All we know about darkness is that it's not good and it's not for you
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Author:
nel15315 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Very nicely presented! -- phoenix
damn, i like this! Gets you to think deeply...
Wonderfully written and expressed
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