This is a little scary.
This poem came to me when I was in like... and uber happness mode.
Which is really really weird. x_x;;
Don't Challenge the Devil
The empty space where you body once lay,
Your scent lingering in an almost cruel way.
Dried tears on the pillowcase,
All part of times deadly race.
Everything now dark, dank, and cold.
The faded laughter's
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