Alone iii/v


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trapped in darkness, alone
demons parade, a reoccurring clone

when light filters through
it sparkles the air like dew

a chill runs along the beam
the heart pounds in a silent scream

taken for pleasure by him
until all senses, left dim

call it a night, lower the hatch
the soul and mind detach

nightmares that constantly come
alone each night, undone

Ax