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Creep
Darkness deep down below reaches for my teary soul
It creeps and crawls throughout leaving me none
Festered, it makes me think things I shouldn't
Death and dying are the only solution
I try and try to do my very best
All I can do is just sit and rest
Ready for everlasting calmness or rage
Nothing that I can pray for I didn't have
I cannot apologize for my own stupid actions


Elisabeth Stover 1995