Tight Rope Of Life, by LittleMissMillie!
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Walking the tight rope of life
Straight and narrow is my way
I still stray,
Sweet sharp blade,
Rock my soul,
Let me play
In the shadows,
Purest light
I’m loved even though
I’ve tread in the darkest night
I’m a spirit still aglow
Don’t walk beside me or behind me
I walk a path alone
My blueprint was designed
For me to only own |
Posted: 2009-10-22 21:10:16 UTC |
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