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Here's To...
Here's to the end of pain;
Hoping I'll begin to gain -
Some small love of life,
Beyond today's scarlet strife.
Here's to the end of war;
I can't fight life anymore.
My quest for death has to end,
My soul must be allowed to mend.
Here's to dreams lost and caught,
And all the battles I have fought-
To hold on to that ray of hope,
While craving the peace of a rope.
Here's to all the misery
That has strengthened me;
I just hope and pray -
I'll use that strength one day.
Here's to those who still believe
That I will yet retrieve -
The life I keep throwing away;
And still help me along the way.
Here's to friends alive and dead,
For whom my very heart has bled;
Of each I've loved I hold a part -
Locked forever within my heart.
Here's to the future, now so dear,
No longer enducing rancid fear;
But with challenges that shine -
With hopes and dreams I know will be mine.
Here's to the future and love that lasts.
I can't see it from the past;
But the view from today is clear...
I just need some help to stay here.
© Barry Wayne Veinotte
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