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My Soul's Dark Night (A slave to pride)
A slave to pride I'm humbled
Strong enough to stand,
To weak to fall I wonder-
Which becomes a man?
Inside of me a poison
Comprimising with the soul.
Coursing through my veins,
Its hate is black as coal.
And yet inside my spirit
I see compassion, strong as fate-
My hate gives birth to love,
If only love of hate.
I like this too.. short but sweet.
Nice.
~Naomi