the spark that soon died out

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They want to see me fail,
Over and over again.
All it takes is a friend,
Someone who's willing to help you like if you were grabbing on to a rail.

The spark inside of you turns to fire,
Heinous,aganizing fire.
You can only wish it would expire.
Make it go away,
On a noisy day.

Your friend intervenes,
Rolling up his sleeves.
Thinking....
Should i let him fail?
Or yeild and say ill be his rail.

As soon as people see,
How helpful others can be,
The fire turns to a spark,
That will soon go dark.
The fire or the spark will be no more.
Now you have a friend,
Someone who will be there for you till the end.





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