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The End of the Nightmare

Nightmares sneaking up behind you Rage always threatening to blind you Getting help is always such a hard thing to do When in your head all the blame lies within you Looking in the mirror and seeing such ugliness Finding out your life has turned into such a mess Searching for the rays of light, a beam Just some hope to keep you going Stumbling through fields full of thorns Thoughts and skin all tattered and torn Then stumbling into the arms of a man Who doesn't hurt even though he can He gives you love and hope, he holds you up A light starts to shine, a rainbow forms above He guides you through the thorns to safety He holds you close and let's you know you're free Salvation is his name Redemption is what he brings

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