The darkness in the air looms,
As the fear comes, the tears start to comsume.
My body trembles and shakes as the world comes to a hault,
I shake in fear from the guilt in fault.
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Some times it is hard to walk through halls of lite and dark in sound...iip
you are like EDGAR ALLAN POE in his TELL-TALE HEART you are amazing your poem is too