Weary
IT's a dark day, you worried because you went away, not in body
but in your mind . You can't remember all the time you missed
a calling,and now your pay, it's enough to make a weary day.A dark
side of your mind, will survive you will never be able to shut it off.
So if you carried it on the dark road the road will make you a weary
soul, that has no peace.only distress your never give your soul
a rest.because of your past, it haunts your way it's just a path of
Another Day.
Copyright © Elizabeth Ruff | Year Posted 2008
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