Missing Myself.

Missing Myself.

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I miss the old me... Who was I? Still a question in my mind. I miss the old me... I used to hate dark clouds, But they are now a companion to me.... I miss the old me. I wanted to fly in the sky, And now am wandering all alone in the dark. I just want myself to come back....
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I jolt awake in a frenzied haze as I see the world around me complete and total darkness. Where am I? What's going on? Please help me... There's a loud creak and I can see a small sliver of light. Someones here! They come in, a wicked grin on their face. No.... No, no, no, no! Why....?

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