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by wdnest Aug 23, 2006 category : Life, society / meaning of life
I travel down the road I see a fog in the distance Carrying such dread and pain I know it is; a resistance It makes me sick To look at it there I wander around it Does anyone care The fog is a mist Over the side As I follow My journey, I hide I travel further still And look; dark cloud I see them there The sunlight comes; ever proud And as I continue I look near I see a rainbow In the rain; a tear It is brilliant Taking up the sky I think of you now Being there; standing by.