Friday, July 6, 2007

Blank

Alone in the dark
Groping around desperately
Searching for
A candle light he thought existed
A warmth that he could still feel
The afterglow of a bright flickering flame

Yet there's nothing
Nothing all along
Just quiet emptiness
Staring at him
Crushing him
Slowly
Numbingly
Drawing him
To the eternal embrace of the night

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