As a young girl I was happy
As a young girl I've been working.
A mask to make
Took 15 years to break
The darkness is showing
The thoughts are coming
I need your help
But you must hurry
You must make haste
Before I meet my fate.
Do not let the darkness show
Do not let it consume
Help me let my light shine
So that I might be fine.
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My Poems
PoésieThis is a collection of the poems I have written. I will warn you now some of them are pretty depressing.
