Death rings, insanity screams. Judgement and fear, an angel is near. Natures beauty. Love and faith, we all have our special place. Children cry, people die. Tragedy and laughter, here thereafter. Thoughts of many, emotions of plenty. Some sour, some sweet...mostly discreet. Life and color, judge no other. Spring and fall, together we crawl. I've shouted, I've lied, I've been denied. Coming clean is a difficult scene. Discovering who you truly are is like the brightest shooting star. I'm almost there.
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