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Dec 2017
Sitting,thinking,pondering
I turn to see a void
Empty,dark,alone
Past the darkness is a door
I hear faint laughter behind the door
I jump into the void in an attempt to gain access to the door
I hold my breath but its not enough
Now I sit here hearing the laughter behind my door
This was supposed to be about attempting to unlock someone's true personality hidden behind pain but instead you become consumed yourself,
Written by
Mirage  16/M
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   chloe
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