But when all hopes are gone, when the light is faded and dim, Enlightening the room is a small glow still; Low and dull, but it still shines- piercing through the dark ever so gently. I believe and that is Enough. Vexed, you may be, but hear this- through the dark and through the cold, just believing can be Enough.
hellooo. i decided to post this just in the description, since there are no italized words. :) okay, so some words are cut off, and it ends up making another line, but on google docs I managed to fit all of the lines into, well, a singular line. :) the word is "believe" if it isn't capital at the start of a line, then it's not meant to be the start of the line.
