Blindness...sickening pain
Excruciating love, standing in the rain
Putrid acid smell...Creeping nighttime sounds
Relentless screeching hounds
I think I must have fell
Grieving guilt...comfort in the dark
Innate loneliness suffered at the sight
Is that a light burning bright
Deep into the night
Penetrate my soul...this time I have to know
The reason, the reason for the light
Just standing in the right
Basking in the glory unfound
Tis twilight....that's all
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