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She walks through the dark forest,It's been years since the sun has said hello,She trips over the roots of the wise old oaks,She bleeds and bleeds, bu..
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Love and happiness burns like fire before me,But there is a price to pay, you see;Joy loved to taunt the haunted,He gave them a reason to stay,He gave..
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title of the poem has some significance
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I haven't felt this way in years, and it scares me.
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Relapsing from my "High"
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Come backYou are my flashlight,Wrap me in your armsGuide me through this darkness,For I cannot face it aloneMy skin catches fire as we touchLike a cou..
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