When
When breaking turns to broken,
and losing turns to lost;
it seems to be too much,
for me, it's too large a cost.
When living becomes an option,
and breathing is a choice;
it seems to be a bad one,
one that surely destroys.
But...
When darkness turns to light,
and despair turns to hope;
you'll find that you are strong,
and that you can begin to cope.
When life becomes a present,
and the air becomes a gift;
you decide to make a change,
you decide to make a shift.
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