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I’ve never denied the power of my darkness
Tis a place I find myself lost in, quite often
This place where evil thoughts permeate air
Unsettling, the words of love, do not soften
I’ve never denied the power of my darkness
The depths in which I throw about these fits
There is no caution to the wind, no stop sign
I just continue to lash out, as my time permits
I’ve never denied the power of my darkness
Though at times, I wish to only see the light
That weaves its way through the gaping holes
Left here, in this place, for me, by the night
November Writing Prompt – A Day of Denial – Day 5/30
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OMG who are you, you speak to me so often
I am less afraid, knowing a kindred spirit
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I am me, your friend, sweet Cookie ❤
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We need that light too!
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Yes! Especially now. It’s getting dark so early 😦
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We just talked about it today. It is getting darker much faster not only earlier… 😝
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The sun is down by 4PM here…way too early for me, even though I love the night.
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Oh, that is really early. I already complained that it is getting dark at 5 pm over here.
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It’s depressing!
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Sorry to hear!
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