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Pain is glory
In all that stands
Of those who whisper
Defeat comes swiftly
Unmoving;
The heart is weak
Smiles defeat
As it happens,
Time is no more
Poisons effect
Such a blur
Praying;
Eyes closed
Hope becomes lost
No higher power
Just me
What do I look to now?
A soul that doesn't exist,
Glows the weakest
Willpower down to nothing
For a heart such as this,
What will become of it?
A sulking shadow;
Lost in darkness
A change of events
For a dream wishing to become real
As if the world stood still
Smiles defeat
Happiness at its highest
My soul glows brightest