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Mar 2015
The world is a dark
Dark
Dark place.
I don't think my soul burns bright enough.
There are people you can see,
Miles away
But
Thats
Not
ME
( You're seeing my friends, and their sun like souls)
My soul,
It's dim. Like a dying light trying so hard to be seen.
Sadly its my brightest part.
Cause the world doesn't come close,
To my kind of dark.
Dameon Smith
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Dameon Smith  Hogwarts, England
(Hogwarts, England)   
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