The Road
What is this life that stagers on
so erratically changing in unforgiving shifts of the twisted and tangled roads. Where nothing sure... there on that road is found a continuous reminder lovers lost, forgotten promises, broken hearts left on the side of the road like roadkill recking of loneliness and abandonment. Its only companion gifted unwilling accepted injuriously. With too many of an hour to laying there alone in silence weeping's of lost hopes and stollen dreams. O so painfully conscience of it all, in every hour, minute seconds of everyday.
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