Path of life.
The wrong path. The wrong way. To late to turn around agian. Only learning from the mistakes. Not enough success to remake. Surrounded by dread circling a web. Fearing it never ends not even when your dead. To resurrect the courage to go knowing what will surely follow. Only for a dream only from a hope. Feeling slightly hollow. Believing only the rally of thoughts in your head. wishing to go to bed.
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