Monday, August 13, 2012

The Karve

It's time to move like a soldier.
There's a second chance; I'm the beholder.
Now I unwrap and shed my chains,
Forget my pains and strive for new great plains.
Somehow, blessed with that second chance,
Determined to walk straight and true, to dance,
I know there's no hesitating,
No room to question, no speculating.
Quieting the doubtful voices,
I am defending my final choices.
I'm ready to walk through fire,
If it means I will reach something higher.

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