Their world
Night.Darkness.
In the claws of sorrow.
You are in their world now.
Can't escape.
Pain.
Eating you up inside.
Pressure you to killing thoughts,
but they won't let you go.
Stealing all your powers.
In the darkness of the night,
you are their host.
Hard to breath
can't see.
can't move.
Chaos inside
Poetry by Sandra Sicilie Hansen
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Written on 2006-02-07 at 15:00
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