"The War is Won"
Darkness floods the mind.
It takes control.
It doesn't let me go.
Darkness floods my mind.
It wages a war.
Battle after battle,
And nothing won.
And nothing won.
Pen to paper
Mind to passion.
Soul to relief.
Soul to relief.
The Darkness floods
It floods to the paper.
No harm.
No fear.
Battles are done.
I've found my passion.
The war is won.
The war is won.
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Beyond The Wall
My mind gets lost in the reality of where we live. The life that we lead can be seen through filters are unknown to the souls of those who realize nothing of the world around them. Expression is what brings light to who we are and what we want to be. Nothing is set in stone, but everything has purpose. Everything has change.
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