it was always easy to walk on the road,
with ur hand it seemed a little less longer,
nicer and exciting. there was a fear to fall,
a fear to feel the ground and know it all.
the fear rose, and so did i.... that day,
something happened. u gave up, and i was given in.
how did u know, how did u project my fate.
now, im sealed, and im done for. need the hand,
need tat day. every once and the, let me know.
if not by the word, by the eyes, let me know. let me go.
its my last few words, not my end yet.
for the walk and more. its my time.... hear i soar....
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