she stares emptily at the open space
rethinking everything
the same thoughts
same wonders
all rushing by her a million
times every second
staring at nothing in particular
the open road before her
she ran
she ran because she couldnt take it
rand becaust she couldnt help it
the abuse was too much
had become to much
shed been brocken one too many times
yet now with the open road before her
she cant help but to be afraid
what will await her now
what lies in the shadows here
what hides in the broad light
she hesitates
but looking back she knows she
has to do it
its either that or going back
and after all it took for her to
come forward shes not going to
turn back
not going to let
them hurt her again
theyd brocken her one too many times
no more
no more
so into the unknown abyss it is
wonder where all this will lead
where will it all end
how will it end
is it just the human curiosity
or is it something else
fate??
maybe possibly
it certainly cant be discouraged
cant be unwind once its started
one step forward
another moving in your fate
always moving
and endless circle so
much like the serpant
awaiting to strike
once its been teased too
much and too often
are we all like that in the inside
or is it just a couple
of people
are we truely so much
like the beautiful
cold blooded
serpant
makes you wonder
sometimes
id like to think
that we had a say
in our fates
but we must admit
that there are moments
when where as helpless
as a new born
another day another life
cant beliefe things have come so far
the weed gave the illusion of a rose
yet once the illusion dies
all thatll remain is the weed again
so when will the illusion die
when will it finally disapear
i know its not a rose
i know its all fake
yet it wont seem to die
it wont seem to go away
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