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Darkness


Dear Darkness,

My old childhood bully

you would taunt me and decieve me 

you played with my eyes and made me see things 

shadows would turn into nightmares 

You knew about my wild imagination

and used it to your advantage.

I was 5 back then,

now I'm 17

and proud to say,

you can no longer scare me 

 

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