The light shines bright on my enticed thoughts 

Where darkness once governed with an iron fist

Lays a tiny sliver of hope that feeds on the embers

A fire that once desecrated all that it touched 

Can now rejuvenate the sanctity of defeated purpose

If ever a blaze doth ignite my conscious will endure.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is my first post.

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