Lets talk Depression,
Suppressions that want us to succumb,
Let’s talk demons;always at the edge;
Pushing to break our walls,
Sometimes they get it,and
the best you would hope for
is for your Spirit has the guts to face them off,
Sometimes our dream Knights fear for the Nights,because
they’re too tired from wars,
But giving in is dying;
We Have to Live to Spite them,
Poet Rays?
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