How can such a simple thing,

Bring so much dismay?

The demons roaming free now,

No longer kept at bay.

Flames of anger,

Tears of joy,

Never will you fly free.

From the Devil's ploy.

Day is night, and Night is Day.

In the torture, and unnerving way.

One's first kiss. A flower. A hug.

That unmentionable thing brought on by love.

A punch. A kick, in the face.

Your enemy wins, the well run race.

It's always sad.

You've lost the ring.

A reminder of what once was,

Such a beautiful thing.

Something's amiss.

Everything's wrong.

That piece of the puzzle,

Is now truly gone.

We all have felt it.

There's always a tear.

But nothing is stronger,

When you lose someone dear.

Every day we try.

Every day we feel.

Satin's noose around your neck,

Waiting to seal the deal.

So many types,

Yet, they're all the same.

But you will prevail,

Through the days in pain.

How can such a simple thing,

Bring so much dismay?

The demons roaming free now.

No longer kept at bay.

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HAPPINESS!

-Creative Spark