Poetry | Untitled

By Ethan Galindo

April 30, 2018

The Darkness comes

At times unbidden

From it then my face is hidden

Old and tired

Are mind and soul

The Darkness, I can feel its full

The Darkness comes

Again once more

This time to it my soul if pour

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