Friday, August 25, 2006
--Advice?--
This isn't the first time I've thought about it
I live the way I want. It's the way I live.
But once in a blue moon when I happen to meet the lost,
And when the lost meets me,
They ask for directions.
Assuming it's kind to do so,
And to do so is kind,
I showed them the way in which I head.
Not knowing that a path that might be easy for me,
Might not apply eually.
A treacherous path it will be,
For those who've found themselves
In unfamiliar grounds.
I've found by doing so,
No matter how slightly,
I'm making them live the way I do.
I know that this path,
Is not one to success.
So I try my best,
To pose a path of choice.
To the lost.
So be wary of consequences...
If you ever ask me...
To choose in your stead...
Which is the path to take...
Then again, i ask myself:
Why was the flame encased in ice so thick?
What was it that froze a flame so wild?
Now that it is frozen, was it for the better?
Or was it for the worse?
3:56 AM
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