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The Dark Realms


I'm very still when it comes
to fear.
I'm very quick when it comes
to danger.


Trying to survive the dark realms,
isn't something you should
see.
Breathing, with my last breaths.
Gasping for safety.


Losing everything,
including my strength.
Hoping you can escape,
just maybe.


Starring, at the bit of light
there is up top.
Watching it disappear.
Me, floating through the mist
of the flames.
Where I parished for Eternity.

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Abigail Francisco

I've made a poetry book at age fifteen and I'm planning on publishing it. I'm starting another poetry book and I'm going to publish this one after I publish the first one. I've fallen in love with poetry. And I want to become a great writer when I grow up. I need all the support I can get. I hope you guys enjoy all my poems.

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