Τρίτη 31 Ιουλίου 2018

hope

With every fall the cracks become wider.
The darkness won't win, not this time.
I will bare my chest so the light can shine in, to banish the darkness.
I scream until my lungs give out, I'm alone here.
I let it all go and wish them well in the summer wind.
I'll heal, I'll spread hope and love because this world has known enough hate.

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