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Nov 2019
Death stands there watching us.
There is no escape.
Dreams are the only thing we hold onto.
It creeps on us lurching and whispering
Thoughts of pain and turmoil will occur.
He devours our souls making us empty and emotionless.
~Brianna Springs 11/1/18
Written by
Brianna Springs  16/F/Colorado
   Bogdan Dragos
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