Hours turn into days,days turn into weeks. I can't get out of my head,I get no sleep. Scared to look under my bed,because that's where my demons lay their heads. So I hide under the sheets, while the demons sleep beneath. C-L-S VT 16 years old
Poetry By C-L-S Firefly His eyes reminded me of the stars, so deep I swear I could see his heart. He was full of light, I was still trying to fight the battle going on in my soul.
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