At this time I'm caught in darkness.
Alone I sit, with nothing to do.
With no one to see.
I'm left alone with my enemy.
Racing thoughts.
Lonliness saturates.
Deathly infatuates.
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Author:
StephenJames (
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- Category: Reflection
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