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Aug 2017
The night falls with a silent sigh, entwined are we.
The understanding of life for which I pray
flares once, then dies,
Almost all hope end.
My shadows surround me, crying.
"An overdose will be painless".
My chest fills with fright
They come in closer
It's almost over
Then comes the light
It drops a rope
I can fall to my knees and give into the shadows
Or run with all my might
and struggle to climb
I look up and grab the rope
This was a bigger step for me
Written by
Randy
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