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thus a swirling maelstrom invites my mind.
There's pain in hoping, there's hope in pain.
perhaps time will learn but grief's always lurking
And my inner sun sears me.
only a frail scent of the past remains
could it truely be, is there light again?
or is it ony the last breath of a dying candle
as the whispers crawl in.
I remain hope for now
It's all that's left
no way back anymore
I'm so confused.
There's pain in hoping, there's hope in pain.
perhaps time will learn but grief's always lurking
And my inner sun sears me.
only a frail scent of the past remains
could it truely be, is there light again?
or is it ony the last breath of a dying candle
as the whispers crawl in.
I remain hope for now
It's all that's left
no way back anymore
I'm so confused.