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A Haunting Nightmare

The long dark road twists and turns. It seems thy heart, never learns. I see thy world, come apart. I see thy world, with no heart. I have no way, to get out, even if, i scream and shout. The vines they hold and grasp thee tight, as the shadows fill me, with great fright. Thy am blinded by the light, that awakens, this cold dark night. As i look for ways, to fill the hole, as I forget the things, that i’ve been told. So as you see, this isn’t me. This is not what, I want to be. If you ask, why I am scared, Its because of thy,
                       
                                                           
                                                            HAUNTING NIGHTMARE

                                                                             THE END

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