Dark Rest
Shadows are reassurance
The light tends to blind me
Is a spirit; we seem to hate each other
Darkness is home
My comfort
A blanket
Safety
Drink me in
Digest and break me
Sifted I might become a little more
Acceptable
The light tends to blind me
Is a spirit; we seem to hate each other
Darkness is home
My comfort
A blanket
Safety
Drink me in
Digest and break me
Sifted I might become a little more
Acceptable
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