Will Poem by Mandy Lee
Will
Darkness may take your breath,
and hatred stand you still,
but death is not complete,
until you lose your will.
On the edge of death you stand,
a moment and breath away,
and still you fight your war,
to live yet another day.
On the edge of suicide
a pact you break or keep.
Twisted darkness will land in your hands
judgement of who it is shall weep.
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