Many people traveled this road,
Some hearts, where turned cold.
Some people, tuned to others,
But only a handful chose another.
We knew that, there was no other.
We stood stong, we held our ground,
we are making a simple mound.
A mound of the hearts,
that were turned cold.
A mound of people who were turned from bold.
I hope on day, they will see,
The road I had,
in front of me.
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Wishing for Daylight (Poetry)
Poésie(((Previosly known as: 'Begging for Breath'))) My poetry book. I have been told that these are very emotional, so don't say I didn't warn you if you cry... I hope you find at least one poem on here that you relate to... I, obviously, can relate to...
