The Darker Playground
...strictly fiction...
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Eclipse
And the tarred and blackened thing
Reached up from my soul
And wrapped its fingers
Tight upon my heart
Squeezing until no love was
Left behind
Squeezing until there was nothing
Left but charred imprints
Squeezing until there was only room left
For hate
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