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The Road To Change...






When did the meadows of my happiness,
Get brushed by the hands of winters sorrow
Every joy seems so stagnant, so cold
My world looks pure but it is so empty

How many days must I vanquish hope
Can I even remember the warmth of my smile?
Tears stay here upon life battered cheeks
Like tiny trophies of my awarded pain

I seek escape, as my blood slows in my veins
I beg the heavens...
I dont want to be numb!
Funny how the wind carries away our pleas
Yet never is an answer returned

I must find just an ounce of strength
Some determination must still be mine!
I must find a way to stop walking down...
The wrong side..of the road to change

~THE FLOWING PEN~
8-19-08

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