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Sep 2015
His eyes are as cold as the winter breezes
I try my best to cave through but everything freezes
"Let me in!", I beg
But he's too drunk within his emotions in a bottle of keg

His walls are up again
With emotions scarred into his skin with the markings of a pen
Tears well up in his eyes
He tells me goodnight

"No! No!", I scream
But the darkness consumed him as it seemed
I too, got ****** into his darkness
Now I knew, he was my fatal nightmare chasing me in my dreams.
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