I walk in beauty like the warm summer night, of blossoming story's and crossing paths;
And all that's best of time traveling and
Rhyme scheming.
I cry in rain like the cold winter
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I Walk In Beauty
I walk in beauty like the warm summer night, of blossoming story's and crossing paths;
And all that's best of time traveling and
Rhyme scheming.
I cry in rain like the cold winter
Night,
Of roaring blisters and clawing fights,
But I just don't understand why it's
So uptight.
I laugh in a field of flowers like nobody's
Watching,
I ask myself over and over why
Their is so much hatred and wicked taking
Over every generation.
But I think of family and I always think of God that's always watching over me every night