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Apr 2016
The darkest places
somehow end up seeming like the brightest places.
The dark
places the light on subject.
I grew up in the dark
though not literally,
my whole life has been in the dark.
I've lived in it for half my life.
Abuse is a dark thing,
but instead of fearing it,
I decided to embrace the darkness.
I do not fear the dark,
shadows bow to me.
******' right I'm crazy.
I make the dark bend to light.
So be careful when you approach my territory,
because the darkness will fill your body,
leave you to die,
like it did to me
but I resurrected myself
in the darkness
So don't be afraid.
I am in the dark with you.
And I don't plan on leaving
*anytime soon
Błeeding Dįamøndš
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Błeeding Dįamøndš  16/M/Denver, Colorado
(16/M/Denver, Colorado)   
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     Hanna Kelley and Alex
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