"Unknown #12"
By Arcassin Burnham
I soar through the skies of
Forgetting tomorrow,
They give and they take but
Your life they won't borrow,
No time for being sad,
I know this world is filled with much
Sorrow,
But I might of been wrong the first time,
People are searching and finding
The truth,
Might not look for it,
They might look for you,
Rather turning you in without
Turning you loose,
Stand as coward in death I refuse.
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