I walk down the path,
The one of fallen dreams,
They've shattered and cracked,
But some are in the clouds still,
Mine is here on the path,
Scratched but not broken,
It is held together with my tears,
But I've had many dreams,
And they've been broken,
Just like my hope,
But I hold this one to my heart,
It's covered in my blood,
And protected by my bones,
No one will touch it,
But one day,
I will no longer walk,
One day,
The path will end,
But until then,
I walk the path,
Of fallen dreams.
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My Songs/ Poems
PoetryI've wrote lots of songs, or made some randomly in my head, but I want to share them. So here you go. There mostly sad, but that's Life. And I don't play instruments, so I can only sing to a 'beat'. And by that I mean what ever song I'm thinking abo...
