Stand Alone. - Poem by Jerry Paul
Has my life passes me, I have not been.
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; as the dark clouds gather over my pass, my heart have not skip the rhythm of life. The passion that keep the faith going is slowly fading.
The sorrow that keep the heart empty no longer awaken.
From the small step to a skyline I have saw the pass and the passion of many.
From the mountain I stand; to the ground that broke me, I will stand alone
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