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A/N: A poem for Malec.

Glittering Darkness

I see the face beyond the darkness

I feel his breath against my cheek

But he is dead forever more

Never coming back to make me laugh

I could see his outline in my mind

Always fading as I grow closer

The end is coming, I know it is

Thousands of years I have seen

Slowly time ever fades

We have become so useless.

Now we grope blinding in the dark

I see the light, I see you

Never can I be so happy again.

Silence

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Nothingness

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Darkness

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These words mean nothing

These words mean everything

At least to me

Darkness comes for me

Showing me your ghost

So I can come to you once again.

I meet you now

In a pool of my own blood

You come to receive me

Making me smile in death.