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Kiss

Solitude Away from life's attitude Not seeking gratitude Not wishing anyone to be around Nor do I want found Rather watch as life drives on by Get along I try Usually I cry Walking alone through life A heart full of strife Try to walk around The people I have found Hide My time I bide Wish I might Beat the fright Step into the light Find my way Make it through the day Just trying to reach my tomorrow This land of no sorrow For a change no tears No fears Holding me down are the years No cure For a heart that's pure Life is Bliss The lips engaged in a kiss The death of a wish Not just some pretty dish The birth of hope Plenty of rope The patients to cope Till I get my head.on straight Life can be great Hope gets me by But no matter how hard I try Seems I cry Lost in what could be All that I see A moment in time Words that rhyme Get me by No lie I really try Walk alone Love shown The words in my head Heart is heavy as lead I hope I win instead The dreams I sold As my body grows old A tear For fear That I feel Make me a deal Passion Lost in fashion Forever sleep Never to again weep Lost in my own why But still I try Walking under a naked sky Time is the time was time never to be Longing to be free From the battlefield within Those without sin Know not where I have been Peace of mind So hard to find Darkness falls Hidden behind these walls Strength Lifting me to go the length I don't wish to cry Nor die But the path grows weary Life's dreary Lost is my way Rainy is the day What can I say Somewhere in that distant sky The answers lie I must make is through Only thing to do Keep going forward Ever toward My tomorrows Past all of life's sorrows Till one day I look around and see That all along I was already free That's how life seems to be

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