I stand in a corner
with darkness surrounding
There is a light
a light which makes my way
I see this light and I see hope
but the light seems to be flickering
The darkness glows in strange wonders
flashing my life before me
I stand staring at an abyss
of amazing wonders
But why do these wonders appear
Only when the light is on
A tear drops from my hollow eyes
seeing the flicker,
The flicker of hope, of joy, eventually
flickering away until it dies out
- THE. RETARDED. RAMBLER
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