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My Soul Reborn
It started off like every other day
Trudging through the endless school halls alone
As the dark sinister shadows slither nearby
Waiting for a chance to strike
Waiting for my will to shatter
I try to make a dash for home
Slamming the door as they slip underneath the crack
The kitchen floor flies up as I sink to my knees
Giving up as the darkness consumes me
Their lethal thoughts easily slipping inside my wrung out body
Flowing throughout my veins while bathing in the crimson rivers of life
Making their way to my mangled thoughts
Slashing them to shreds and pouring inside
Images reel in front of my glazed eyes
My hands thoughtlessly grasping the black hilted knife
The silver gleam of its teeth casting a crimson smile
Ready to pierce my throbbing heart ache
Suddenly there is an explosion of white light
Touching every corner of my vision
I watch as the knife disintegrates into burning ashes
Soaring away though the sudden warm gentle breeze
A hand gently grasps my right shoulder
Pulsating as a healing wave flows into my damaged soul
Stitching it into a soul reborn
A soul reborn with my hopes and dreams swirling inside with energy
I was brought out of the dark void
Escaping with a bullet in my hand
I have another shot at life
I'm grateful that I can live again
I now stride though the lighted halls
My mind alight with excitement
Although the darkened storm may still come back
I will tame it and make it my own
No longer will it overtake myself and my immortal soul
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