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Good Grief

By , Dix Hills, NY
Sorrow is a two-edged blade
Built upon misfortunes
Which one mustn’t forbade
And while anger is stored
Behind a mask of clay
Depression hides deeper inside,
But one must never forget:
When shadow comes to claim one’s soul
Some must rise the light of old
To recall their unknown yet never forgotten deeds
And to show remembrance of a time less cold
This is the truth of acceptance
To have hope within, and fear without
Remember this, when in hope you doubt
Else you remain entranced
By the spirits of madness, with an even madder dance.





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