A simple stroll of life

by never let go of the falling angels   May 23, 2009


Strolling in the woods is the only break
No one to bother you,
silence fills the air.
Serenity is finially here.

Walking about with no worries to come,
But with a simple shot a life can end.
But I push that aside and walk about,
Not caring a bit at all,
thinking things all out.

Who should I listen to?
Who's a real friend?
Who's the one that will always be their by my side?
Who's my guide with a helping hand?

Theirs no love
That I can believe
To hold in my heart for any guy
I no longer can let go
just to get hurt again.

Locking myslef, away once again,
I don't want anything to do with them,
No miricule can come here,
So I hold whats left high above.
Not giving in.

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