7.13.2013

Going Home

It was from fear I fled
To escape the dread
To be counted with the dead
With such guilt on my head

Given the choice
A chance to rejoice
Where was my voice?
In all the noise

And it happened so fast
Like a role is cast
All about a blast
Lived to the very last

So I go
U know...
A chance to grow
And enhance the flow



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