I faded into the shadows so no one could see,
all of my pain and misery,
always pushed from the crowds,
and left to die.
this is the last time you'll hear me cry...
my cry out for help
when it seemed no one cared...
everything was lost
and i was scared...
Into the shadows,
a dark deep pit,
but somewhere inside...
a small fire is lit...
that fire is a friend,
the one who stayed,
no matter what happened,
they never strayed..
but now its to late,
i've made my choice..
im taking the road,
that gives Death...another voice...
like many before me,
but now its to late,
everyone else grew blind,
because of the worlds cruelty and hate
to blind to see the fire,
or maybe to scared..
i should have known..
there was someone who cared..
now its to late,
im writing from Hell...
hopefully you listened closly
to the story i had to tell
Don't lose sight of your fire,
its more important then air
for when the world strikes you down
your fire... will always...be there...
~Kira
lipz of an angel16 Community Member 
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