Life.

by kali wiecz   Feb 7, 2011


When I try to find the light a man appears,
and tells me he can have my souls for free off I end it there I tell him no.
I walk a little bit farther and a lady and a man stand there,
and say they'll set me free if I help them spear.
I say maybe one day.
I walk farther and there's a lady there telling me she knows how it's feels to be down all the time,
and she wouldn't take my life or my soul.
But she would take the pain away,
and that's who I chose.

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