Saturday, April 30, 2016

The Room

The room is dark so comforting
So the room is full of meaning
Another one is gone now
The room grows darker now
So full of more meaning
How filling is it does it fill you up
The meaning of the darkness
And the meaning of the room
They are separate things
This is what keeps you busy
Separating them
Don't turn on the light
It would be so painful to me now
It's like the darkness is a second skin
And the light would burn like hell



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