Walked through thousand paths merging with the dark,
heart plunged into oblivion, your scorn bearing a mark
jumped into the abyss trying to get you back
found a living wall, an unthinkable rack
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These verses blend aptly with the dark theme and dusk in which even pleading to demons and dark forces for some help can be equally shared and justified by the poet and reader. Excellent write.
Love the theme, love the language, LOVE IT! Another 10