As Darkness Calls . . .
I am drawn to it ...
I'm not really sure why.
There's something about it,
It makes me feel alive.
It's like it's calling ...
Forcing me to submit.
A deep-rooted desire,
A longing that won't quit.
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I am drawn to it ...
Even the fear excites.
Deadening my senses,
As darkness blinds my sight.
It's like it's calling ...
To take complete control.
Slowly invading my mind,
Quickly possessing my soul.
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I am drawn to it ...
There is nothing I can do.
My curiosity peaked,
Causes me to venture thru.
It's like it's calling ...
"Come here now ~ take my hand."
It's futile to resist it,
I must obey it's command
~
I am drawn to it ...
There's nothing to stop my fall.
Into its realm of madness,
Surrounded by padded walls.
It's like it's calling ...
Screaming thru echoing halls.
I find myself following,
It's cries ~ as darkness calls.
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KjK041310
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