I know my path is becoming narrow
Ive stepped onto a road leading further to uncertainty
my feet start to drag digging into the earth picking up rocks and dirt I feel the weight of doubt sitting on my shoulders.
My path now splits into 2
each leading to a different world
Both leading away from somthing I love.
Im stuck...
so I dig my grave in between.
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