Lost Fight
By John M Lennon
Letting go
Blow for blow
How much further can I go
Darkest just before the dawn
Twenty third hour is what I'm working on
The Suns warmth, A comfort in my life
Needing just that flicker of light
Wanting to be alright
Seeing the end to this dark night
Slashing at the pain
I feel a new warmth that stains
The light becomes so bright
Seeing what I have done to my own life
Leaving with…
One, lost fight
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