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It's a lonely road we walk.
But life's got a number of trails
So why should it be a lonely trek?
Things couldn't be as bad as all that.
Really, how could they?
I stand corrected, and the third fork is so quiet...
Maybe I should have waited for others to walk with me
Or maybe being on my own is better..
Damn it, going with the crowd would have been so much safer!
I could have been in company
No fear in numbers..
But I think.. maybe anyway... I'd have still been lost
Going it alone... that's where you find yourself, right?
That's what they told me, the little voices
They told me that we have to discover ourselves
I think they were right.
They... they had to be.
Well I don't feel lost... this makes sense.
Maybe I found myself! Maybe those voices weren't just my imagination..
But... why is there a hole in the road?
- Title: Fork
- Artist: FieldDoc
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Description:
Late nights produce some interesting words.
Lovely isn't it? Enjoy. - Date: 12/15/2008
- Tags: forkliferoad
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- goldenheart8 - 02/18/2009
- It's great. biggrin
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- FieldDoc - 12/16/2008
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Oddly nice ratings thus far. i dont' normally follow, but thanks to those of you who thought it was worth the ratings.
Comments are appreciated, by the way, as I can see what you are thinking once you've read said poem. - Report As Spam