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Jan 2014
Strange isn't it?
how the brightest light
dims so easily

It happens so quickly
so fast you won't even
notice it

The lights in her eyes
are out and won't return

Because demons broke her
they took her spark

To feed themselves
to be prettier, happier, better

That's why

a.e.b
I'm proud even tho it's a sad poem, depressive poem,
aeb
Written by
aeb  Groningen,The Netherlands
(Groningen,The Netherlands)   
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