It can make you feel alive
& it can make you feel like you never wanna see the sun again
It can bring you light
& it can leave you in the dark
It can make you feel complete
& it can leave a hole
It can make you sane
& it can drive you mad
It can end wars
& it can wage them
It can build
& it can destroy
It can give you hope
& it can take away all your faith
It can be make you see things clearer
& it can blur all the lines
It can give you strength
& it can be your greatest weakness
It can give you courage
& it can bring you fear
It can set you free
& it can enslave you
It can grow
& it can wither
It can be give you warmth
& it can make you cold
It can be everything
& it can mean nothing
About the Creator
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