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Oct 2016
A new day is Rising.
A new way is becoming clear,so lift up you head now and don't shed another tear.

I shall not be consumed by these fears that haunt my dreams,breaking down my walls to spread their poisonous seeds,then fleeing in the night like cowardice thieves.

I shall not be consumed by the saddness that plagues my heart,day after day threatening to tear it apart.

I shall not be consumed by this anger that burns deep down to my soul,like an engine that runs on coal.

I shall not be consumed by these familiar voices of doubt that play endlessly on repeat, I will bury them deep down in coffins made of concrete.  

I shall not be consumed by your toxic words that brings darkness at any time of day, I will cast them out like the sun casts the night away.

I shall not be consumed by these idols I've made from clay, that fed on my dreams and left me to decay.

Though i was set up to fail, like a snake eating his own tail.
Though I don't know what the future holds, I shall fight till my last breath,the only thing that will stop me is the bitter teast of death.
Bethlehem
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Bethlehem  Canada
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