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From the bottom I rise

I was standing on the edge, falling fast and I hit the ground.
trapped in the underworld, feared to never be found.

months passed as the darkness grew larger from deep under my skin
I could feel myself floating away,this was a fight I had to win

With fear in my chest I decided to try, I decided to fight.
I had to face my own demons, I had to win, even if it seemed out of sight.




Bunden vers (Rim) av Angiiee
Läst 207 gånger och applåderad av 4 personer
Publicerad 2013-07-30 21:24



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