The Dark

this poem was inspiered by The Twilight Saga: New Moon

The very thought of death

Came to my mind a lot

I can’t go a day without thinking

That this would be the very last day

I would ever see him again.

Never see his sweet face again

Never smell the sweet musky fragrance

That comes off his body

Never see the love

In his eyes when I smile

It would just kill me

But it won’t

Kill me 

Because

I’m already dead

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[Niki]

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