Burn of Darkness
As I sit here,
Thinking away,
Darkness is coming
Along this way,
Burning a hole
In the light,
Until it fades
Into the night.
Consuming everything
That comes in its path,
Destroying hopes
In its evil wrath.
I search,
But can’t find any.
The light is gone
As in so many.
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