this journey begins.
With a saddened mind
i walk the line
passion i search for
not the lustful one i mean
the one that fuels life is wat i desire.
So long i walked
with one such in mind
Its broken, Its shattered
its too lost to renew
though the pashion still burns
my hope is dead.
Like an addict
to find some dope
An animal to find some blood
A bee out for some honey
I roamed, I roam...hope to stop now..
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