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Blinding Lights


The night so dark and deep , beneath a sky so bleak . Thought I had found something special  , something so unique. A single light , a bright.....blinding beam , piercing the night like day . I felt a sense of wonder as the light grew brighter still  , the world around me changed . Drawing  me like a moth to a flame  , even if I were to be smarter at the start , it would've been all the same . Filled my vision and everything seemed so tame. Feeling a sense of peace as the light consumes my mind , I was lost in it's brilliance . Tears in my eyes but don't blot out the light , don't blot out the brilliant sight , I don't want to be saved i don't want a shining Knight. I'm filled with panic but I don't want to let go I love this blinding light. I'm scared of what I am to find when this light gets close , this light so carefully and spectacularly designed. I'm tired , tired of keeping this ungrateful light company , burning and hurting without acknowledgement  but I love this burning light . Don't touch me , don't help me . I believe it will stop hurting me and notice all that I do , all the love I give , all the sacrifices I make , all of it . How can something so beautiful hurt someone so badly . It hurts but I'm not going anywhere I'll burn and hurt here gladly til I die because I love this killing light .
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