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Oct 2012
it’s a long road to walk

with the devil on my back

weighing down my thoughts

veering me off track



it’s a twisted path to tread

with your face inside my mind

your voice inside my head

if only death would be so kind



it’s a tempting street to run

with the desperate and the rats

only seeking out some fun

never once glancing back



it’s a desolate trail i lead

with ghosts, my only friends

spewing warnings i should heed

will i ever reach the end?
Shelby Young
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