Consumed

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The slums consume me,

darkness follows me. Tomorrow comes.

I search for the

escape route. 

The slums consume me, 

darkness follows me. 

 

The sun has risen, my body has fallen.

I am but an ash on burnt ground

ready to dissolve into the backround. 

The slums consume me, 

darkness follows me.

 

A hand reaches, a hand cares. 

A life changed.

Today has fallen

I have risen. 

The slums don't define me,

darkness has left. 

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