Hate

by seth   Jun 21, 2008


From the darkness it comes
clawing, scratching, killing
it grabs wildly at my thoughts
til none are left
as its icy fingers wrap around me
surely meaning to end my life
i feel your arms wrap around me and its crasp losens
you pull me close
as it shrieks away
today is not the day

i slip into that sleep of insanity

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