You walk on your road, you walk for miles and miles. you walk till you feet begin to hurt, you walk till your feet start to bleed. you keep walking despite the pain. you walk on your road alone, there will be people that will walk with you once and awhile but they don't stay for to long. you walk and walk, sometimes you will ask why are you still walking, but even then you will continue to walk on your road. you may fear what you might find at the end of your road, but even then you find the strength to keep walking. soon your legs will hurt so much that you just want to stop walking but you push yourself to go on, you keep walking but soon your legs will give out on you, you will fall to your knees and cry but do not fear though your legs no longer work and you can no longer walk you will soon learn how to fly.
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PoetryThese are little thing's that randomly pop up in my head. Some time's they are sad, scare, or happy. But yeah, If you like it then yay. But if not then that's okay.
