shefsheef (shefsheef) wrote in beggars_shadow,

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Darkness and shadows and unforgiving things...

Shadows and screams and silent things.
Glaring in the darkness,
Aware of the light.

If only this single ray,
Could catch and stay
And illuminate what is left;
Hope would prosper,
With hatred and anger subdued.

Pain and frustration and those unaware.
Darkness and darkness and hatred and lies.
Even with the darkness and its monsterous glare,
There is nothing.

And that is the way that it always will be.
Even with fighting and anger and pushing away,
There will be nothing.
Accept, of course, for me.

-"[Life] is a prison... then 'tis none to you. There is nothing good nor bad, but, thinking makes it so. To me, it is a prison."
-"Then 'tis too narrow for your mind..."
-"Oh, God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count myself a king of infinite space..."
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