Darkness

Icy hands grab my soul

Rattling me in a frantic quest

To find if mercy still resided within.

But the door to my soul gave away,

And the weeping world was consumed

In the bottomless well of darkness

Which began from within me, and

With every black breath I exhaled,

Fell everywhere as teardrops.

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