I'll make it there
I have no choice
It wont be easy
I'll tell you that
Blood shed, and heart ache
haunts my trail
then I realize what I know all to well
I'm not th only one
I've seen all the rest
I'vve passed them
I'm behind them
So then I look ahead
Nothing but darkness lay before me
I peer into the shadows creeping up behind my back
The sorrow, my past,
is catching up
So I stop running
Lay down
And let it engulf me
There is no use
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