Lights
Fighting against the dark
Against ink-blotted sky that
Threatens to swallow up
All hope
It is impossible
To wage war
Against the night
Alone
Vulnerable
Powerless
Let the night cover us
With quiet
With sleep
The things we crave
I knew Devin’s intentions toward Abby–he had already told me that…
It’s the start of “wedding week” today. Abby and Devin marry…
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