You claim my
Mind is off kilter
Yet is my current
State not improved
Over the hate
And death it has replaced
I would never return
To those dark days
When my thoughts
Whispered like shades
Controlling me
Not I them
You may not like
What you see
But please,
Consider this
Let me revel in the
Light of a new age
Rather than die slowly
Alone in the dark
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