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| 671. Coping Something snapped within my mind My vision faded from color to gray Thoughts once clear become quite jumbled No more happy memories would come today Evil thoughts filled me with such anger Previous failures resolved to become alive Things once simple became misplaced misery Tendencies once kept hidden exploded from deep inside Neither good nor bad had any meaning A black darkness eclipsed the essence of my soul My fingers clenched into fists so vengeful The contortion in my face demanding others to go Had a weapon been ready for my solemn taking Surely Satan would have urged me to attack For those around I cared not for anyone For ungodly deeds there would be no turning back Yet the moment passed as it did arrive A strange peace quietly covered me with hope A hand touched my heart and reassured me A faith in God the Almighty helps us all cope |
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