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Jan 2015
The darkness
It’s so forceful and needy
It picked me
And now I’m stuck

I tried to resist
But the urge is so strong
I tried to pull away
But it pulled me even further
I always fought
But I wasn’t strong enough
To win that fight or the next

For the darkness is to strong
It will pick you
Taunt you
Wreck you
Ruin you
Until you are nothing

At least that’s what happened to me…

B.C.
Bailee Carter
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