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A few poems about my obsession! I'm not a very good poet, so I apologise if these are rubbish!

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5. Falling

Taking that final step

Over the edge.

Would you feel panic?

Or would you be euphoric?

Finally to gain peace.

Is it even real?

 

The rush of wind

Like souls calling out to you;

Reaching out with wispy fingers,

The wintery chill of daemon shadows,

Tangling in your hair.

The ice-cold touch of teardrops.

A dewdrop of moisture tracing a path down your face.

As the ground falls away beneath you.

 

And you are falling,

          Through time and space,

                  Through a whirlpool of memories,

                                                                Spinning

                                                                        Tumbling

                                                                                Freewheeling

Through an endless obsidian sky.

Close your grief-stricken eyes.

Imagine a place of paradise

As the dark eyes of surrender rush towards you.

Then,

                     Darkness.

            Nonexistence

Obliteration.

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