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Hope

Black spirits stay close To the sweet smell of sin, Buried deep beneath my soul Is the beauty you’ll find within. Strangely I am in tune With the light speckled throughout, Waves of love and hate mix My mind screams and shouts. Chaotic dreams start to rupture No longer does my heart beat, Serenity is no longer a pleasure As life seeks to strangle me. But on the horizon, I stop Slowly peering through the glass, I hear a voice so loud My eyes shut and I’m in a trance. “Hurry come with me- I have hope”, I hear Him say, “Live, love, try hard And your soul will be saved.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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