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The black from with in smolders ready to burst through Embers crackle from the fall of a life once known A spark bursting breaks what once was and will never be A knife twisted directly into an already broken soul The soul of an already broken man A broken man lost fighting his demons in silence Demons ragged constant fight at the gate A gate of hope always just a finger tip away The man gripping his face bracing the pain to come An unshakable pain ripped to his inner core The heart bleeds out for any form of love The mind fights to accept a love is no longer alive Slowly the man's soul was lost The voices fade true love from within buried Deep within his soul he would cry out alone A knife twisted directly into an already broken soul The soul of what was an already broken man A broken man lost and alone fighting his demons Demons ragged with a constant fight at the gate A gate of hope always just a finger tip away Strength broken from within Inside was screaming to be understood Screaming for love to be returned Wanting to bring peace in his mind Peace lost little by little Broken down and stripped Alone he would question his value as a man The man in the mirror unrecognizable This man in the mirror is a stranger A stranger holding passage to a heart A heart wanting more unable to fight A spark bursting breaks what once was and will never be A knife twisted directly into an already broken soul The soul of an already broken man A broken man lost fighting his demons in silence Demons ragged constant fight at the gate A gate of hope always just a finger tip away Brewing like a hurricane The storm toar through leaving a destruction The man will rebuild piece by piece The soul will heal and push forward The soul screaming for freedom A freedom to fly Soar as far as the skies will take the man A spark bursting breaks what once was and will never be A knife twisted directly into an already broken soul The soul of an already broken man A broken man lost fighting his demons in silence Demons ragged constant fight at the gate A gate of hope always just a finger tip away