Digital drawing · Life · poetry

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Life, you are and always be hell.

Love, you are my instrument that which is given and yes my heaven.

Light, you cannot enter here but always does make my life better.

Dark, you comfort me and console my nerves into submission yet i cannot live in your light. Only which still befall my character.

Shade, of all things you do gather what Dark and light mingled with love of life is, was, ohce and shall ever be all things yet none the same.

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