Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Darker Days

You find yourself in a cold dark place. The ground around you is damp, and the stench of misery begins to flood your surroundings. The walls are crumbling in as you peer at the light, as it dwindles away. The ground rises as dirt seems to fall from above you/ The glimmer of hope that was the stream of light begins to dissipate and the rain begins to fall heavier and heavier. Begging for life, you lose all the light...
You find yourself trapped in the dark, damp and cramped place. You you feel the sickness setting in.

You Found Me - The Fray

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