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"Prevailing Laughter"


When darkness has risen

And life seems like a confined prison

The echo is the only thing that keeps me up

The voice of my setup, my buildup

 

When the screams get too loud

When the pain seems to be overcrowded

Hints of amuement cease my pain

Drains me from the fears that I contain

 

When the thunder lashes out

And the world, portrays itself as a blackout

A glimpse of a chuckle saves me

I'm able to escape, to break free

 

When hope has vanished and I lose all doubt

There is only one thing that I can't live without

Laughter, a potion of life

My savior from the stake, the knife

 

Whether stranded on an island

Or frightened by the silence

You are my outlet

When I'm lost and deadset

 

When I'm tied down and unable to find a release

When the demons have filled my mind, and I can't find peace

Laughter is the only thing that keeps me whole

The only thing that saves me from the unknown

 

 

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