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November 19, 2018

The Gift

Fears float by on a cloud
when did they become so loud?
She tries to move them with her mind tries to break free and leave them behind

But they keep coming from left and right

Can’t sleep through the night without a fight
Sometimes it really seemed worth the chase
In reality, it was nothing but a waste
A slap to the face, a losing race
she can’t keep up at this pace!
God please shower her with your grace
The defeated player in this too real game
will tomorrow just be more of the same?
The girl with the face who has no name
her tears start falling like drops of rain
Is there any part of her heart that remains unchanged?
This is a place she never thought she would go
She had never been here
how could she know?
And part of her was missing
where did it go?
And is her own soul a friend or a foe?
does it still contain love buried below?
The root of her sorrow won’t be silenced much longer
It needs to be heard for her to get stronger
This is the day she takes the step
to return her from the deep deep depths
All that remained, come what may
was the ladder, the steps that would take her away
Up and up and up she climbed
Nobody dared stop her this time
Ah! this feeling is sublime!
All of this pain from the widest void
In the darkened heart
of a damaged boy
She has emerged new lessons learned
To that place may she never return!
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