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Sep 2015
Once you let the darkness in,
It doesn’t come out,
Like a parasite,
It sits,
It waits,
It feeds.
Feeds on chaos,
Strife,
Feeds on lost dreams and
Unrequited love.
It builds an army.
It protects its soul
From the enemy that is the light.
Written by
Riya
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