Despair, Implied in every single line I write.
But to some I'm the only source of spiritual light.
I assisst the depressed, the repressed, those feeling distressed.
I tidy the clutter, I clean up the mess, I help people out of the gutter.
I simply help those that deserve it, pain shared.
Innocent minds rescued, repaired.
Stopping the darkness from seeing your scared.
You're a fire, an angry flare, beware of burning up.
Voices in your head, telling you to give up.
But dont, keep fighting!
A war is being fought, angels on our side, demons against us.
Just remember that you're not alone, that every morning brings a chance at victory.
Every day gives gives you a chance to find new hope, you could make history.
Listen to the light, it can help.
Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 11:26 PM UTC
Despair, Implied in every single line I write.
But to some I'm the only source of spiritual light.
I assisst the depressed, the repressed, those feeling distressed.
I tidy the clutter, I clean up the mess, I help people out of the gutter.
I simply help those that deserve it, pain shared.
Innocent minds rescued, repaired.
Stopping the darkness from seeing your scared.
You're a fire, an angry flare, beware of burning up.
Voices in your head, telling you to give up.
But dont, keep fighting!
A war is being fought, angels on our side, demons against us.
Just remember that you're not alone, that every morning brings a chance at victory.
Every day gives gives you a chance to find new hope, you could make history.
Listen to the light, it can help.
Copywright of Fluffy at Sam Gregory Publishers
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