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Darkness

This is where I stood
right here beside the window
it was a dark night
and the moon sat majestically at eye sight
the wind blew silently
mocking my bare skin

He stood behind me
I could feel his lustful breathing
then he whispered
“This is why you love the darkness?”

I heard him unzip
he brought out something
and rested it on my hips
it felt warm and hard
And caressed my waistline

Before I realized,
he shot me and I fell to the ground
then he said,
“If you don’t die, you won’t walk,
that’s your Darkness.”

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