Circus of Words
Eillya-MarĂ, Ringmaster
Thursday, November 07, 2013
Darkness
Darkness falls silently,
Subduing me in my cradle
Find me withering away...
The fear of darkness,
Dark, opaque blackness,
Sullen and familiar beauty,
Why should I fear you?
Fall over me,
Fill my cradle with strength.
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