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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 thumps 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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