Wednesday, June 16, 2010

The Fool

Hope dies on its own 

Towards the land’s end 
Standing at the edge 
Fears circling above 

Choosing direction 
Blissfully unaware 
Answers to be given 
Along this journey of fools 

Step off into the unknown 
Freefalling feeling 
It’s a long way to go 
And no one ever knows 

Go to hell and back 
Cleanse away the pain 
What a sacrifice to make 

To find what you seek


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