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It was me


It pulled me in and it trapped me day and night

It told me that it was my friend and that I was perfect

It made me feel comfortable but deep down i was wrecked

I knew this and did not deny, but still did not fight

Come and have fun with me, it always told

I listened, and fun I had, but short lived

It took so much out of me, none did it give

I accepted my fate, and figured I would die and not grow old

Until the light came, came in like a meteorite

It overtook, it conquered and with it I overcame

Since that light, since that day, I was never the same

It still comes, it still taunts, but day always conquers the night.

 

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