Darkness
Sara
The darkness comes for me once again....
It calls my name,
it taunts me.
It mocks my existence.
Who am I to think the Light sees one as me?
If it did, would it care?
The darkness surrounds me in it's embrace;
Telling me to go with it,
Forget this world,
For this world
Has
Forgotten Me.
Sara 2006
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