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Finding a Way Out

When the dark comes I run but it’s hard to run I see the light My friend’s say to run and don’t look back When they say that i look back All i see is a demon coming for me There are flames all around me It’s hard for me to breath I’m so close to the light i can see my dad When i’m near the light I thought it was my dad but; He is Dead right? so i must be dead too But how did i die? all i know is that i’m happy To see my dad with me I found my way home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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