At one point a question arises
one that is hard to answer
quashes your reasoning
Beyond a future tense thought
you wish to have been there
maybe to have read the signs
Even following the small path.
The little voice keeps ringing
seize fire,the fight is out of range
my persistence aborted
To live but in a reign of doubt
And a face of sorry
For a closeness of an empty wall.
Absurd to take a walk
with one direction.
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:06 AM UTC
At one point a question arises
one that is hard to answer
quashes your reasoning
Beyond a future tense thought
you wish to have been there
maybe to have read the signs
Even following the small path.
The little voice keeps ringing
seize fire,the fight is out of range
my persistence aborted
To live but in a reign of doubt
And a face of sorry
For a closeness of an empty wall.
Absurd to take a walk
with one direction.
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