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                                                  tendrils of felicity,

                 wrapped around the fragile barriers of her singed mind,

                                                      burn quietly,

                                            as the darkness inside,

                                                    waits patiently,

                                                    to be released.

NOTE: Due to Wattpad's new formatting for stories, the poems I've written currently look horribly structured because all the lines are double spaced now. This greatly ruins the flow of the poems and I apologise in advance. It's extremely frustrating to have to deal with.

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