Hope

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I opened my eyes to cries of pain and anguish.

Lost in a cloud of smoke, my mind stained with blood.

Fear feared what I had become,a soul that had rot.

Starved of love and joy,
A human with an empty soul.

Even today as those screams haunt me awake and asleep

I close my eyes each day hoping to see a world with a better me.

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