New Hope

July 20, 2012
I grind myself into the dust
Seeking ways to help
Others pretending to be whole
When the truth is so obvious
I shoulder my burden
Then take others
Helping the world
Without fuss and thanks

Hurt by their words
Helping them all
Taking their burdens
Upon my shoulders

With this I fall into despair
Then I look around me
Then I rise, as a small spark ignites
Giving me a candle of hope

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