Letting GoA Poem by Anciedad1-15-13 10:40 am
I can feel it running through my blood.
It's like a demon taking over. Twisting and turning it won't let go. Why me? Did I do something wrong? No. It just wants me. My innocence Everything good Just being taken away What to do? Nothing. It's Over. I let go.
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