tragic love
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I am quiet and quite emotional,
many used to say I was really antisocial.
I have limped, kicked and crawled from the at school threats,
nobody knows my darkest secrets.
The light grows dim;
Darkness surrounds me.
I gasp for breath.
This desperate feeling overwhelms me.
You are the green and I am the black
That make up the northern lights.
The light and the dark together;
The most beautiful of the sky's sights.
