You wanna keep things that excite you rolling down hill....build momentum and speed....the need to go fast when the shadow creeps up behind....1988 and climbing... the past catches up to you toying with your mind....regrets???...Hopes fallen.. shattered on the floor in pieces sharp and jagged...
your knees will bleed when you kneel down on the broken shards to beg for forgiveness......all in vain, in a sense ....Because the pain and suffering have already been endured.....By the peace made man of miracles...Jesus..... A time ago....your failure is in not seeing...Keep it under an open sky.. The truth....wind like fluffs of peace and sun shine hand in hand dayz of laughter set before us all in a place untouched by our minds dark design of what we think we know......we should all be able to see and touch happy places in our life...if not ..its in our power to choose to do so.....1993 and climbing....Let the past come...it already has once....
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