This Voice Won'T Give In - Poem by David Linke
I am not what you expected,
I am not what you may want,
But i'm the one that comes to you
When you are only one.
Now rise up from the ground and stand,
Don't let them see you in your doom,
Arise out of their violent hate,
Stand up now and face them.
They the ones who hat you,
They the ones who will not die,
Will come to fear you if you've strength.
So take them now and show them all
The power they have given you
From the endless nightmare known only as your life.
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