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It starts with a layer of black.
Always black upon black.
Because it all begins in the dark.
The anguish and the dread
Rise up and flick the spark
For a sorrow that engulfs you,
Snuffing out all hope.
What’s the point in being awake
When life is downhill, a steady descent?
How much more can you possibly take?

© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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