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Aug 2018
When the moon was high in the sky,
When the light was bright in me,
When good was winning,
I promised to be your white knight.

But then evil started winning,
Darkness began to corrupt me,
Light started fading.
And instead of your knight,
I became the demon
That haunts your dreams,
And the evil
You can never forget.
Raiven Pryde
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Raiven Pryde  21/M
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