Walking Backwards

by Qyzex   Nov 22, 2005


You keep looking into the past,
for those memories haunt you even now.
And, yes, you move into the future,
but your back faces away by habit.

Trust in me, fair lady.
My words are not their sins.
What I do is not what they did,
It's my own path I cut through destiny.

I'll let you control everything,
for in youth, you never had even that.
I care not, for I've had riches.
Riches of a healthy childhood.

Why do I know more that I should?
Why am I able to give so much?
Why, should not by the question asked.
For I have already found the answer...

I do it, for love.

I do it....

....for you.

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