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Sophi
Of her nightmares Poe would be proud...
Of all the horrors, she used to scream loud...
I missed her already, when we found out she was ill...
I miss her now, since life payed death bill...
Gone through day, but back at night...
Apears in shadows, hides in light...
Once seen as heaven, now in hell hurled...
As she whispers tales from Grey World...
Cute smile once, now turned to grin...
Black is hair and grey is skin...
Maybe dead, but always by my side!
Sophi, my joy and pride! ^^
Note: 3th / 3 part of Sophi story
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