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Sep 2013
The rivers were overflowing
But still I knew where I was going
Fires came and burned in glory
But still I knew where I was going
Directed others down different paths
Delivered them to their destinations at last
Lost my way
Lost my life
Down each road
Down the knife
Open wounds
Open eyes
Closed the tombs
Closed the skies
Guiding others is a lonely journey
A simple life
But ain't  it funny
How something so small, could have great depths
A treasure trove of pain and death
Guiding others is a lonely road
Which one will take me down, below?
Written by
Christopher Bridgeforth  Indianapolis, IN
(Indianapolis, IN)   
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