My light bulbA Poem by nigrum homonculusits funny how we take the most little things for granted.I lit up your darkness, Because that was your intention. You was cold, you was grieving. I was the warmth that you believed in. but then I began to
flicker. Weakened by my own problems And instead of your support, You replaced me. no rapport Now I’m the cold and grieving. Was that your intention? Now I’m the vital help, That you will fail to ever mention. © 2012 nigrum homonculusAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on June 24, 2012 Last Updated on June 24, 2012 Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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