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Oct 2020
It was a gruesome place
Blood
Weapons
Everywhere
Bloodshed.
Betrayal.
No one could see happiness
Just
Tears
Darkness
Doom.
But the dreamer of Hell
Was worst
She laughed
At the bloodshed
Cried
When it stopped
She is
Not afraid
Of anything
She always
Sees her death
Clearly
So
Gruesome
And ugly
And so
To thwart
Her only fear
She kills
Others
To stay alive.
Sydney ©2020
Sydney
Written by
Sydney  F/Somewhere in the world
(F/Somewhere in the world)   
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