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missing something i had held for so long,
inside my mind it pressed being so wrong,
thoughts of hate followed by frustrated rage,
forgetting everything that ever drove me to this stage,
seeing no light at ends of any tunnels of darkened sides,
noises heard over time causing scattering as the emotion hides,
then a light is seen at the end,
following slowly as coming around the bend,
seeing outside crawling on hands and knees,
so bright there with blinking only making out some trees,
a voice speaks my name with footsteps coming closer to stop,
blinking more as seeing below to the top, more beautiful than my brain could remember,
a face of love still smiles for me in December,
buried guilt burns through the blood of shame,
then my sadness turns to happy when you speak my name.