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A teardrop thumps on the page

As I move my pencil faster

Tears of sadness and rage

They dry to my face like plaster

More tears form as I move along

My heart drags like a weight

I know I have to keep it strong

But I believe it is too late.

My day was filled with sadness

With anger and dispair

I wish for more gladness

But as always, something still tugs my hair

This time, I know it's different, I'm sure.

Not one of evil, but sweet

It's sugary and pure

My anger is now beat.

My heart beats with a new hope

No longer what it was before

I know I will have to cope

I am now so much more

Beware, I am stronger now

With a power you cannot see

And with that I WILL take you down

The evil is gone from me.






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