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crawl through the darkness
Bruised and battered
Struggling to move
My diseased limbs weary
I feel my demons behind me
Pursuing me eternally
Surrounding me
Haunting my thoughts
They drag at my soul
Pulling me down
Deeper into the darkness
I struggle weakly
Clinging to my world
I can feel my friends
Trying to hold onto me
Their touch gets weaker
I can barely feel them now
The darkness almost has me
It wonít be long now
Soon it will have me
Soon Iíll be gone.

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The following comments are for "the struggle with darkness"
by modern_day_holocaust

Your poem's pretty much true for everybody. Even the one's with the goofy grins.

I'll rate it a 7 because it has a beat you can slow-dance to.

( Posted by: gomarsoap [Member] On: November 2, 2003 )

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