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Along the way towards Happiness
Through the darkness i saw the light
Somewhere far away from my distant self
Venturing through the pitch black
I found a reason to hold myself back...
Wat to this form I call Life?
In an apocaliptic wasteland we live
Where love strikes like spikes...
Weary feet tired me out
But my crave was not sufficed..
I wandered through the darkness which brought me no answers
But i still fought with it
For my own selfish reasons..
I could still see the light
But it was far away from sight...
Can it ever be reached?
I wonder what its like!!
Days tore through time
Empathy was out of sight
Lingering through my crossworlds i still cudn't reach the light
Weaving through my head U were sewing me down
In ink of blood i was gashing myself out
Loosing U was never my choice,
But finding happiness was all U tried..