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Aug 21
It's getting dimmer.. times I can't see my way. so dimmer.
Heated Temperatures going off, only if I could find a way in the heat to simmer.
my soul's control is getting thinner.
I want a future, a life where I can be a final winner.

I'm in tunnels with barricades.. where my life seems to fade.
This is such a horrid maze.
Sometimes a speck of light allows a glimpse of the sun.
Β Β Tiny moments My faith rises for in my mind I get to run.
Yet up come darkness, and barricades, reminding me I'm in a dungeon beyond.
It's going to take spiritual downpours.
Filled with powers to keep my sanity behind these doors.
To enlighten my mind,
from cruelty lurking round about the hateful kinds.
Only heaven can shine its light in this darkness.
I need it more than ever I must confess.
Freedom from Darkness...
Walk my feet through the Barricades.
Β Β Pull me higher, Oh Yes higher. As I denounce all evil.
Trying to bury me against my will.
Oh Mercy on me let thy Peace be still.
in prisoned spaces
Written by
SelinaSharday  58/F/Long star
(58/F/Long star)   
   Imran Islam
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