Tuesday, February 21, 2012

The soulful cry...

A lonely being
A lonely life
A lonely existence
Full of strife

Buckling up, she treads this path
Tears in her eyes
Hands fisted, feet stead fast...
Heading towards the light..

She struggles, she falls
She fails to understand
She picks herself up and treads along


  

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