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by Baby Rainbow Nov 1, 2014 category : Sadness, depression / other
I have become a renegade to the radiant sun I once believed to be my friend. Burning me with darkness behind my back, I did not hear his sweet prospect of betrayal. An enemy now gliding far from sight, descending long into the distance. And instant grief hits me like winter, as I become the renegade to an enemy who will never be my friend. Saffie 23 25/10/14