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After The Darkest Hour…
bring me a knife
let me show you
how you cut
the weeds
detach them
from growing
on your soul
from pulling you down
don’t drown
fight your way
for what awaits
because, my love
only after the darkest hour
does the morning light
rip off the shroud of despair
and drape the day
with hope fresh and
tender life.
#Poetry #Life #Dark
let me show you
how you cut
the weeds
detach them
from growing
on your soul
from pulling you down
don’t drown
fight your way
for what awaits
because, my love
only after the darkest hour
does the morning light
rip off the shroud of despair
and drape the day
with hope fresh and
tender life.
#Poetry #Life #Dark
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