| black woods surround me and I walk through them blind to all fighting for a love that all deny and leave me to carry alone. I stumble into a hole and turn in circles unaware were i am or how i got there. a light peaks out of the dawn and pierces down breaking into my abyss warming my blood and bringing me comfort slowly in my sorrow I sleep. |
| ABYSS |
| BY: April B. Lord |
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