Go on, by Dore'
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The skies are watching
As you trek through the hate.
Blinding you through and through.
Its never too late to turn back.
Why would they do that?
You never did anything.
They taunt, and they swing,
At your face and gut with their words.
Scarring along your cheeks,
Burns on your heart.
Its too much.
You continue your journey,
To the unknown.
But you don't care.
Anything to get away from the pain.
Even if that means quitting.
You can already hear gods voice, as he says
"Its okay to be afraid. I shall help. Just go on,
Fight your fear".
You remove the rope from your neck.
Its your time to shine.
You arive the next day,
And your met with silence.
God actually helped.
Your amazed,
As those who once destroyed your life,
Become friends.
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Posted: 2010-01-26 00:50:07 UTC |
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