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Friday, January 09, 2009 Darkness became darker.His mind, unclear. Past demons came back to haunt. They taunt and taunt. Its your fault they say. You're a failure they whisper. He believed those words of condemnation, His spirit sank into the deepest pits. Who's there to listen to his troubles? Who's there to offer him comfort? Where's the shoulder he can cry on? Where's the hand that will pull him up? At the point of total destruction, He hears a voice. This voice he heard before, This voice, faint yet full of conviction. 'I still love you, no matter..' was what the voice spoke. The veil of hopelessness lifted from his eyes, Strength and courage filled him once more. Freed from the demons, His mind became once again, clear. Love he has received, Love he will continue to give. In love, he still believes. With love, he knows it will overcome any grief. ~ |
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