I don't know what it is. I don't even think it has a point. But, I figure, I hardly ever write the poetry, and, even if this one is just kinda there, I went and wrote it down, so I may as well just post it, right? Enjoy, or be confused, or disappointed … or whatever. *shrug*

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It's dark
Dark and quiet
He sits and listens
Silent whispering of shadows
Something's there
Behind the dark
After the silence
What is it?
He doesn't know
Not sure he wants to
It's laughing
He hears only the silence
Sees only the shadows
But it's laughing at him
Why?
He doesn't know
But it's there
It's always there
Light or dark
Din or silence
Egging him on
Laughing at him
He can't see it
He can't hear it
Why is it laughing?
What does it want him to do?
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He hears the whisper
Hears the silence form the sound
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What does it mean?
Why is it laughing?
What does it want him to do?
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He sits there in the dark
In the silence
Listening
It whispers to him
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He doesn't understand
He doesn't think he can
The little voice
Hiding behind the dark and quiet
Laughing at him
Calling to him
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