Twilight Edge

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  • Death

    Twilight Edge

    It's so dark let me out.
    It's so dark I cannot shout.
    Let me out of here.
    I cannot breathe.
    Let me out of here.
    I cannot see.
    I cannot move.
    I am scared.
    It's so dark.
    Why am I here.
    No more time left.
    I'm at the end.
    I have no where to go.
    It's so dark all around.
    I don't exist.
    I cannot be found.
    Floating to the light.
    I can see it.
    It's so bright.
    It's not dark now.
    The light is just ahead.
    I am free now.
    I am dead.

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    Chaos128 commented on Twilight Edge

    12-09-2009

    Edgy stuff, Robinc1970; a formidable moment, harrowingly described, in which the end becomes a new beginning... effective and affecting.
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    girlcook82 commented on Twilight Edge

    03-03-2009

    this is a good poem cant wait to read other ones from you
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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