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Slowly, slowly, slowly,
Down, down and down I go,
Unable to stop,
Joining the other lost souls with their woes and regrets,
Sad faces look upon as I glide by,
Afraid to speak out help, because of my manly pride,
No friend close can I trust, afraid to show my weakness,
Facing my darkness alone falling into pieces,
Help, help, help I cry hidden behind my pride,
Down, down, down I go tormented by my Demons,
Ghostly faces, ghostly stares then one stops, he seems to care,
Believe in me and listen and all will be forgiven,
You can talk now and I will listen,
Holy is he, he seems concerned,
He seems to care,
Hopefully he can help me to repair.
Magic in a Pen to Catch a Readers Eye
The magic comes with a pen in hand, When emotions transfer upon a page, When letters join in harmony, That is where the sentences are made, ...
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To fall from the highest height, No wings to save one from one's plight, To hit the ground with all one's might, Impression made a g... -
In the darkness of night, One had lost sight, There was no light, That is where a path was found, For trust, On a path unknown, Taken with t... -
Sat on a path, At the dawn of the day, Cross roads in sight, Thinking which way, To the left or to the right, Or straight ahead towards toni...
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