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The path laid out ahead is long and dark but the path behind me Is litered with rubbel Smoke dots the horizon Thick black smoke billowing into the sky marking the bridges I've burned Alone and lost no turning back no place to call home No other choice but to trudge on ahead Into the dark, into the void
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
Burning Bridges
The path laid out ahead is long and dark but the path behind me Is litered with rubbel Smoke dots the horizon Thick black smoke billowing into the sky marking the bridges I've burned Alone and lost no turning back no place to call home No other choice but to trudge on ahead Into the dark, into the void
rebecca-lynn23
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
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