Poetry

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Perspective colored by my sorrow
It's hard to see a brighter tomorrow
Searching for some kind of meaning
Upon my faith, I find I'm leaning
Please give me strength and grace to hope
And help to somehow fight and cope
Everyday that life goes on
Every night that turns to dawn
I try to enjoy the things I treasure
Enjoying moments of simple pleasure
When my life unravels apart
When dark despair has captured my heart
I struggle for the reason to go on
When there is no joy or happy song
My eyes are filled with tears of pain
Woes falling like continual rain
It seems that sorrow has no end
And I'm isolated from every friend
Death whispers into my ear
"I understand; Come near! Come near!"
I do not choose to simply die
I will not listen to death's lie
It will not bring comfort to see my end
Death is not my trusted friend
He says; Surrender! Give up the fight!
Go now softly into the night
No! I want to live, I want to live!
I have a purpose and much to give
I'll face my pain and face my sorrow
I'll fight to live another tomorrow
I will fight for the chance to live
FOR THIS IS WHAT A LIFE CAN GIVE.

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