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as i sit in the shaowes a tear fills my eyes

darkness and sorrow embraces me with cheer

only a wishper for my self to hear



eyes of time and sights cross the lands

envoke the thoughs of past days

an era of joy and dispared youth

calls of words that seemed like angles crys



although ones choices are often unthough

hope is carried high till the end

for roads of life are unknown and travlled

with out feet of structer and wealth



for a key to life is as simple as a notion

of one inside a sealed box

to know is the answer to answer is the key

and the key is traped inside



days of travled youth and miss spent time

are stored away in memory to dwell apon

in this time of reflection, as if a hidden code

to paralise ones trance and live once more



but for this shadow i stay for light not to bright

but bites with efortless pain

and to see what it is a habbit is formed

but not one to see again and again



years have know passed and once again i am back in the darkness wich is my life

for not afraid of the ligh out side but the habbit

that grows for the past to the present



so time will come to walk my path out in the light

but for once again to see all around the teeth

of that wich is that bites

for pain subsides and wounds will heal



so as my shadow falls behind i look forwards

to the horizon for left and right are

those teeth that are so willing and ready to bite