Downward

Light. Too bright.
Your fingers look like claws; Scratching at my soul until it is raw.

Shadows. The wind blows.
Your voice is calling me into the dark; fading spark.

Pitch black. Small crack. Everything will change for the better; because you are a part of me; forever.

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