'FIVE'

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FIVE
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when you came back, you weren't you,
you weren't the lovely blond boy
whose eyes sparkled at the tiniest things,
your hair was littered with ashes,
your arms were covered in blood,
and your face?
it held the most satisfied smile,
and i was scared.

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