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Oct 2016
I tried my very best,
The path was dangerous.
It was a long quest,
And it's getting hopeless.

But there's always a flicker of light,
That brightens the path I took.
It sparks dimly through the night,
I trudged on as much as I could.

Little did I know it was a lie,
A false hope that polluted my soul.
The light only wanted me to die,
It lured me deeper into the abyss below.

I used to follow that golden spark blindly,
Trusting it with all my heart.
But after everything, I'm increasingly wary,
Reminded by my body that's riddled with cuts.

It taunts me constantly,
Creating a mirage of happiness.
It also show past memories to tempt me,
Trying to bring me back under its curse.

I have to stay strong,
I can't let it win.
No matter if the hope's forlorn,
Or if I'm down and pinned.

The battle might take forever,
I will most probably lose.
But to surrender I will say never,
Every strength I can muster, I will use.
Akatosh
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