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We have to turn off
What ever light
We have inside
To survive
The dark passages
That we sometimes
Have to travel
And we must do it

I’ve been through
Those darkest paths
Shut off
From the rest
Of the world
And become
The dark thing
I needed to be
To get through
To the other side

But that’s the problem
Isn’t it
Once you’ve let it in
The darkness
Never quite
Goes away
It clings to you
Inside of you
Becomes part
Of who you are

So if that’s the choice
The only one
But dead
Or dark
And survive
Then it isn’t a choice
Not for those of us
That only know
How to survive