Chances, dances, the hopeful prances of a lost mind

Kindness raining, dismay betraying, all those emotions left in ashes

Dashes, slashes, mind left numb

The attack from the black left hope undone


Keyboard key-less, pen without ink, sometimes the darkness thinks

There's noway to fight it, hide it, rewrite it

Take the steps back to before it was there, become the person it couldn't bare

Be your light, be your hope, be the match that starts the smoke


The End

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