This one goes out to all my brothers and sisters, never fret and never stop pushing forward: This life in which ive know, seems not that of mine own. So many paths and trails, in all directions hailed. For where ive been and where i must go, the paths of which are sown. This place i thought to be, but chooses to show, how little this is, truely home. My beginning is a haze, my end, far from reach. I close my eyes, to paridise, a dream of laying on the beach. The sun so bright and bold, my soul it is to hold. Laying in the sand, just waiting for your hand. Spring turns to summer, and summer to fall, and soon the darkness comes. Hiding now, ive run. For the feeling of fear, just yet so unclear. Cold dark and damp, this hole of resent. Why am i here and where is my place? Im a fallen angel with no face. My powers weak, and my energy drained. With a glimmer of hope, i fight with rage. I must push back against my doom, amounst the gods i must resume. A place in life, i can live with delight.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Nov 2013 02:48:03 +0000
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