Dedicating the remains of hope
To the memories i used to loath
This is the path of a loosend soul
Escaping the wrath of debilitated worlds
The peaceful scent of the thickest roads
Paved by the hands with the biggest load
This is the path of a loosend soul...
Invading the track that ill lead her home....
Sunshine burns....
With strong concerns....
Im strangely hurt.....
As i have no wounds...
Yet my pain is true...
It bleeds of woe...
I bleed of woe...
Running....Running....
To where i belong....
Running....running
Though still holding on....
Because that's who i am....
Oh, that's who i am now....
A tree with weakened roots
That's what reflects in you
I pity all your jealous friends
I pity them again....
As im running....running
Aiming towards home....
Oh, running....running....
Though still holding on....
Because that's who i am....
In this debilitated land.....
Oh, that's who i am....
That's who i am now....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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