Don't look down.
Baby, turn away.
Take my hand,
Let's walk away.Don't shut your eyes.
Baby, look at me.
Take my hand,
Let's walk away.Put down the blade.
And let's walk away.
So, take my hand.
And walk this land.Let's walk the land.
The land of lost souls.
Souls who couldn't fight for life.
Or simply couldn't live it.
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Thoughts to Think at Midnight
PoetryJust some thoughts to think for midnight thinkers.