" Death Of A Poet "
I have no inspiration , I have no hope , ever since
I've been there.
I have lost my faith and all my dreams , to be me is to know
HIM !
To know Death , in my darkest hours I pray to hold on to
whatever little faith I have left to help me through the darkness.
So for once ... just once ... I can breath free , even if it's
only for a moment to finally see the light.
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