The world held so much beauty,
Light all around me,
Nothing seeming to go wrong.
Life was perfect as it seemed,
Only to start slowly decaying,
Everything becoming amiss.
My world dying around me,
Vanishing into datkness,
My heart no longer in the light.
The shadows are my new home,
Feeding my darker side,
Slowly losing all that I am.
Now I travel the shadows,
Leaving the light behind,
Nothing but a mere broken soul.
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