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Rated: E · Poetry · Thriller/Suspense · #1412659
A deep poem contrasting evil and good, dark and light, as the streetlight flickers.
One streetlight casts a dim and diabolical glare on an abandoned street.
The light is as golden and unwelcoming as the touch of King Midas.
The light goes out and darkness floods in.
Unseen evils crawl out of their dens
The familiar yet mysterious light is back.
It reveals all sins and evils as what they really are.
A piercing cry reaches my ears.
I realize the scream had been uttered by my own soul.
The sound is strangely comforting.
It proves something I've doubted for so long, I have a soul.
The betrayal seeps out of the ground like an assassin.
It can't be stopped, it won't be stopped.
The light is gone forever.
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