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Rebirth

By: Onefreeshot (School of Computer Science)
Competition Year: 2017
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The first touch makes you glow,
But be careful of what you sow.
Given thought makes you fly
You think heaven is the sky.

Two yourselves, next to your dear,
But there's only you in the mirror
Her you try to fumble
She does not answer your call
Abandoned you fall
Tar-like venom fills you in.. you crumble...
Suffering your eyes water
Alone you lie, waiting to disappear.

Grimmer... yet you dive again
Silver... bullets pierce the veil
Leaving all behind through a wail
Once more the sweet feeling to befriend.
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