Are Spirits Still

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Sometimes strength fails

Tears fall silently

A knife flies

And the blood is veiled

Yet this is not

A murder scene

And we aren’t so lucky

For it to be a dream

The pain is real

So strong is the plight

The survivors cling on

Day and night

Lost inside

A lonely world

Praying for freedom

Down the spiral they whirl

They know they are strong

For they are not yet dead

But are there spirits still

Alive inside their head