Power in the Silence

Dreaming of the darkness, Twisting so high above, so far belowthere’s a spark screaming from within, underneath the skinTime to let it sleep, tell me that it was real and could not heal,even as I am staring far down into it’s very soul. It is my own. You have no answer for the blackness youContinue reading “Power in the Silence”

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