This place


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 So beautiful and peaceful that can’t stop coming back to it.

I know now the ugly things don’t matter when I’m here in this place.

It’s like nothing can touch me even when I know all I want to do is run and scream like I’m in a horror movie.

And of course I will run towards the very people hunting me for they too will play as if they are the victims.

Until they turn on me and then as the light fades from my eyes this place will come to my mind and I will be okay with it being my time to go.

Oh how I wish this place wasn’t just in my dreams but where my reality went to be happy and where my soul could have some peace for once.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2019 By Deirdre Stokes

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I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.