Over Come
as sadness streams down my face same as a river runs threw the mountains. as it's way's flow uncontroliing as the wind blows wildly trying to blow u back to smiling. granting us pass by all the suffering but as we all have r crying ,sighing times 1 thing u must remember some will fall and some make it to cross the line. but we must never give in to the pressured days even those we might go blind but thats better then coming to die . as we believe we will always keep the stand meaning will alway stay walking on the land and not down stuck in the damn sand. don't think i say that in fear smart remark . but i say that because I'm a man and I'm one who's had it so very hard and gone so far. as u ask me why i walk with my pride of loosing the fear to die because I've already came to fly. as my loved one's screaming for me banging the living drumming .that had my urging to cross not coming to be as i go back uprising with the living . my rivers come to flow smoothly flesh as i come to impress the best achieve the finish as the best gave me there test. all it came to be was a puppy trying to play. with be but as the puppy grows each each other d.s. speeds tend to grow slower bet yet he's a bigger bother. so remember to watch challenging grows the calm wind or snow wont stay a young blow forever as u now know
Copyright © Edward Guerrero | Year Posted 2015
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