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Hopeful
Clear innocent color
upon the flesh which keeps warm the brand new life,
clear as a rain drop from the heavens, drop,
open the sight to see clear blue light,
the sunlight,
spread the gift to reach once more heavens stairs,
open the door of life, first step I decent,
touch the soil, dirt, sun turns into moon,
breeze upon my facial flesh, experience pain,
begin to weep,
poison running through the tunnels in his body,
in desperation he cuts the gift and refuse to accept it,
no more closing the sight due to the bright light,
but for protection from the dark sights,
time past,
innocent things from history,
now you glance of dark stain marks,
wanted to quit after so much,
lifts his head to the heavens and asks,
he receives a wing from the blue skies,
he ask why I cut off my gift now I cant reach,
weeping we do things and not see the effect,
the voice whispers he still has hope,
he gives him only one back,
to get the other who knows how,
but once he receives his gift again,
happiness I his life would return,
till then angel sits at night alone with one wing,
looks up high,
still has hopes, wishes, dreams,
that he would fly
remove the dark stains that caused him to cut them off
