

Tragedy yet writtenMy world is a tragedy yet written The blank pages stare up at meTragedy yet written
Calling my pen to write yet another story of heart ache The nightmare calling me back each time Back into the sleep deprived world I welcome not dread For I am but a sad song yet to be sung The words have barely escaped my throat Let alone reached the ears of the millions waiting to hear them Those waiting to see me fall To watch me fail I should have know The voice in my head cries out in warning Only its too late I didn't know I couldn't see I was blinded by hopes and dreams
Both now fl
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~ Don't stop if I fall, and don't look back. ~
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