Pain & Hope
In sorrow's dark abyss, where pain resides,
A glimmer of hope still flickers, a guiding light.
Through tears and anguish, it whispers sweet pride,
A promise of dawn, after the endless night.
The heart, a vessel, worn and weak with grief,
Still holds a spark of faith, a resilient belief.
For in the depths of pain, a chance to relief,
A chance to rise anew, and find new strength to chief.
Hope's gentle voice, a solace to the soul,
A balm that heals the wounds, and makes us whole.
Through pain's dark tunnel, it leads us to the goal,
A brighter tomorrow, where love and joy unfold.
So let us hold on to hope, a beacon bright,
And in its light, find the strength to face the night.
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