Breaking Choices

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My heart it hurts as I weep.
The tears pool at my feet.
There in the stillness of water drips,
Bitterness longs to creep.

My soul curls alone in the dark.
The dark consoles my heart.
Pitying, justifying, offering revenge,
A suggestion of hate does start.

The choice is mine, no matter the pain.
The decision is in my grasp to gain.
To feed upon sweet offerings of death,
Or taste of Hope and defeats this bane.

Let the Light in, will you?
Let the Light in, will you?
Let the Light in, and SHINE.

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