"What was that?" "Did you hear?" "It was near." "Here in the dark." "I saw. It was a spark. One that popped in the dark. The click came first, and sparks last. How much longer will this last?! It's enough that kids are born into a imperfect world, with no love except from the savior up above! And the dark comes turning life on it's back, whether it be a spark, words, mental, or physical whichever someone is always skeletal. The pain won't die, the people will cry but no one will hear, it's the rath of deaf ears! A spark in the dark leads to another, another, and another. But hey, who cares? Who's listening? Who looks at the young black mans face, as he runs from deaths grip? Understand this, a spark in the dark is nothing more than another mans life on strike, refusing to let live, and it's his time to give the dark another reason to come. God is the only way to hide from it. And i'm afraid the world will never tire of darkness' sh...
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