when i write, it's how i fight
a struggle to survive, to stay alive
during the hardest of times, the strength my heart finds
as the fight grows, my mind sustaining heavy blows
i hold strong, this war seems so very long
longer than any other ever before
i speak clearly to you, my words oh so true
decibels, volumes, and meaning, the words like moonbeams gleaming
brightly lighting up the dark, always that warm little spark
waiting to be ignited, like a volcano erupting, we're excited
warming elation fills all, we've answered love's call
a once dried up river is now overflowing with life abundant
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