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It’s been a couple days since the monster has been seen. 
The boy has resurfaced, he’s not lost sight of the path. 
The angel still glowing, her hair still flowing,
The curly locks float in the summer breeze. 
The boy knows what he has to do. 
The monster held at bay by the boys depression. 
As long as the boy can keep his depression and hope coinciding,
The monster will not return. 
A manic period, sure to bring a rise to the monster. 
Doing everything he can, the boy tries to subdue the monster. 
The boy thinks to himself, if he dies, ultimately the monster dies too. 
Running through the darkness, the boy comes to the cliff. 
He hesitates, but he stares down into the abyss. 
Images of loved one filter through his mind,
Images of the curly haired angel. 
Crying he steps forward, two steps away. 
The monster is quiet, waiting in awe. 
One more step further, now one step away. 
Suddenly he hears behind him, 
Crying from the angel. 
Though he cannot hear her voice,
He sees her lips moving. 
“Don’t do this.” She mouths,
But the boy is determined. 
He looks from the angel, back to the depths below. 
Readying to take the last step,
He turns one more time to see the angel fading away. 
Panicking he leapt backwards,
Looking at the angel. 
The angel materializes whole again, 
Again speaking. 
This time he can hear it. 
“I haven’t lost hope, I haven’t given up. Neither should you.”
Tears roll from both their eyes, the boy nods steadfast and ready. 
He walks back to the path, the angel still keeping her distance, 
But she’s closer than before. 
He sees her now, her whole face. 
He weeps uncontrollably as he walks the path,
He remembers her face, he remembered the time before the monster,
When he was with her. 
He’s got to defeat this monster within,
But it takes time. 
He realizes that, and even though he wants to hold her lovingly again,
He knows that he needs to find his wings. 
Truly speaking, for the first time in years,
“My love, I will find my way back into your arms. I will be a better man than I ever was. I will find my way back home to you. Just don’t give up hope....please..don’t give up hope.”
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