Breaking Free
The darkness
Surrounds me
knawing at me and
saying "come, come"
The hands
r e a c h
for me but I stand firm.
This will not happen
My thoughts circle
rapidly.
Oh, break this curse
cries the lonely girl.
The angel appears and
suddenly the light shines.
oh, how it shines so brightly
oh, the goodness in the world
has appeared.
"Take me"
the lonely girl cries
"Take me far, far away"
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