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Light at the End

When it hits my chest It would not lay me to rest It cannot bring about my end So long I refuse to bend Death on my chest Is but a test On my will to live up To see if I would give up The Giver would allow the pain After seeing my faith on life He would restore me again. Death test is but in the while Of a second After which we can go on.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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