A Soul in Turmoil
A Darkness penetrates the skin
Snuffing out the Light within.
The Soul wills itself to fight
Thinking of some small delight.
And the Light begins to grow,
Gaining courage, as she thinks of falling snow.
But the Darkness isn’t done,
It’s determined to take out the Sun.
The Soul plunges into an eternal Night
But in a corner there’s daylight.
Light begins to swell again,
Bringing Darkness to an end.
But the cycle begins anew
Light and Dark as wolves must chew
Through the chain that binds them together,
Each one trying to dominate the other forever.
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