The sun is down. I walked in the pouring rain the arm stretched out into the darkness silently screaming my grief overwhelming me flowing crimson tears from my eyes. Another soul proceeds me into the long twilight member in the new grayness. The crimson puddles keep streaming down my face my silent whales sends chills through the air and weight of despair feels heavy on my shoulders. I will not let my knees buckle I will not let my joy be torn asunder over of the way the chains that find my heart and let my emotions soar free once more. I shall ignite that spark that glowing ember that remembrance of days past into a burning prior that will illuminate my past for future days, my lips with my grimace my face will not scow the intoxication of joy shall flow free and grow for memories pass. The site is down and nights has come the darkness creeps forth and embraces me but my joy my happiness has not been taken. It's just the name more apparent that once something shines its light can't be put out, it may fade only if we choose to forget.
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