dark rendition past
There was a dark
Rendition in my past,
In a night twisted
Within a terror bad,
I had fear of this
Evil that was strong,
Yet in that dark night
I saw a hope of light,
In that time of hate,
I shook past the bad
And brought a moment
Of goodness and light,
I ran towards loving
And never looked back!
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