It's dark, and my mind is tearing me apart. I cry and scream but nothing seems to come out. I repeat the pattern to ease my sorrows.. I'm holding on tonight.. To see the light tomorrow..
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Scared Of The Dark .4 (Growing up Series)
PoetryTo have a fear is to be human. To fear the dark is to fear the unknown. Please don't close the door and leave me here alone. Growing Up Book Series's. 4
...its dark
It's dark, and my mind is tearing me apart. I cry and scream but nothing seems to come out. I repeat the pattern to ease my sorrows.. I'm holding on tonight.. To see the light tomorrow..
