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No Matter What Happens

As I travel through this torn valley I look around then I drop to my knees Graping the blade that guides my me I will always fight knowing that I can be happy Cutting through the sorrow and torment Until this moment I have wasted the time spent Focusing on my future Thinking of my past As long as there is something worth fighting for My bad memories leave me fast I will never give up nor will I back away Not at night, not at day I will always have a purpose No matter what happens...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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