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Darkness


It may be lively for some But the dark has always held my deepest fears Once the sun goes down Darkness comes out to play I don't mean in the streets Just through the maze of my mind Playing tag with my secrets Darkness ebbs and flows Pointing out all my flaws All I can do to escape is sleep But sleep doesn't come easy With darkness lingering in my brain
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jwiener
<p>This poem has really great imagery, especially in the lines "Darkness comes out to play / I don't mean in the streets / Just through the maze of my mind." I like how you&nbsp;write about the juxtapositions of darkness- how it can bring out new ideas and at the same time it can&nbsp;hide others. Have you ever&nbsp;thought about writing a sequel to this poem, describing more juxtapositions&nbsp;and combining the two into a ballad poem? Find out how and more in the Resources section.&nbsp;</p>

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