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I once made a vow, it was made on a dark summer night to the cascading arc of a falling star. A simple one a vow of happines a vow of dedication.
I swore my aligance and count all i had as loss, forgot my old banner sheaded my new skin
Now several years latter, I feel like I am losing control. I can no longer dercern truth from lies. I have lost all confedence of my feelings. Words images and thoughts that once sparked life now cast aside. Emotion is just to costly and too untrust worthy.
just when I feel I am at my end that my service is done. I fell a rush, a feeling of hope like a leaf blowinging the wind flying so high and unfeterd by the strings of responsabillity. For a breaf moment it seems as if it is in heavn new sensation pushing in onward. Eventualy and all too quickly it finds itself hurtilng to the ground. it remains smashed along this earthly playing field.
My time is comming to the end, my vow almost complete a free man I will soon be. Like the leaf I will decend from heavn. Only to have my remains smashed along the ground. I am no longer who I could have been and now what I have made. My banner is set abd my skin has been maked. ALone I walk to the end of my days. severing no master and trusting no king. whatever dreams I had are gone. Only uncertntity remains.
If I could go back and chage my course in life would I? the scary thing is I proably would not change a thing.
I gave my vow and all I have to show for it is a second to last preformance, and a birthday deversion long in comming. I gladly excpet my trophies and that is what sacres me
I swore my aligance and count all i had as loss, forgot my old banner sheaded my new skin
Now several years latter, I feel like I am losing control. I can no longer dercern truth from lies. I have lost all confedence of my feelings. Words images and thoughts that once sparked life now cast aside. Emotion is just to costly and too untrust worthy.
just when I feel I am at my end that my service is done. I fell a rush, a feeling of hope like a leaf blowinging the wind flying so high and unfeterd by the strings of responsabillity. For a breaf moment it seems as if it is in heavn new sensation pushing in onward. Eventualy and all too quickly it finds itself hurtilng to the ground. it remains smashed along this earthly playing field.
My time is comming to the end, my vow almost complete a free man I will soon be. Like the leaf I will decend from heavn. Only to have my remains smashed along the ground. I am no longer who I could have been and now what I have made. My banner is set abd my skin has been maked. ALone I walk to the end of my days. severing no master and trusting no king. whatever dreams I had are gone. Only uncertntity remains.
If I could go back and chage my course in life would I? the scary thing is I proably would not change a thing.
I gave my vow and all I have to show for it is a second to last preformance, and a birthday deversion long in comming. I gladly excpet my trophies and that is what sacres me