Good and Bad
A pen weeps and so do I
Her tears fall to form
Mine only dry in waves
I walk to glory and triumph
But I fall to mistakes and weekness
In the misty darkness I stumble in my walk
For if I fall, it will be to sleep
In search of my tomorrow, I drown at times
The pain follows and I surrender as human I only am
The size of the ocean is vast
Many reel in what I drop, not a good cast
In pictures I live, and in hearts I grow
But in the day that matures I fade
I am written in the book of life, I ask
Tomorrow I shall know
A glee in the mist of dawn?
Will you rescue my heart?
Love me that I may love with my all
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