Lift me from the shadows;
Let me fly above the rain..
Do not let me fall,
Down to the everlasting pain.
Help me from this darkness,
Form this sea of black,
Carry me into the sunlight,
and let Your light attack.
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The Ghosts of my past.
PoetryLiterally, the ghosts of my past. My pain and such. Poetry from 2008-2009.