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“Alone”
Left, right
“Worthless”
Left, right
“Weak”
Uphill, down,
“Lost”
Repeat.
Monsters growl and hunt.
My life growls and hunts, ME
Don’t force it, don’t let the world know you weak, you can’t be black and weak , our race has just started to reach our peak?
The brush stroke is smooth but not silent
The colors clear and vibrant
Every part of the rainbow is there
Every splotch will declare
My happiness through the storm is like a baby that is born
Held in the arms of it's mothers, my happiness is there when I suffer
Throught the days of the struggle, at time when my knees may buckle
Do not go silently into the night
But rejoice when the sun sets
For there is a new morning
Do not walk quietly into the dark
But meet it in the west
You never know what may happen today.
From the falling rain, to a sunshine ray.
You could happiness, love, and nothing but gain,
But do not realize you could be one with all hurt and pain.
