vendredi, novembre 22, 2013

astray

There's a life in me
Strugling to get free
Fighting through adversity
To see lights of reality

Blues of a former self
Part of it resting on a shelf
In this memory
Forgot who I used to be

How to get to that place
And to who's face,
will I kneel and pray
or stay astray.


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