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Apr 20, 2011 22:16:34 GMT -5
Post by nyteshayde on Apr 20, 2011 22:16:34 GMT -5
Posion expelled, Her innocence returns untainted, She was swallowed by the anger, the hate. The light struggled in the black hole of the abyss,
She had beat at her confidments, Till she was found, A hand lent to her, She grasped it and held on as she was reborn.
She rests now, In his embrace, safe again. Her threatening darkness below her. Will she fall again, just after she gets her wings back?
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