I once walked a path that was lit with a special someone hand in hand we walked threw sticky parts. We walked threw the bad parts. We walked threw the parts that were good and peaceful and happy. But along the way we got lost and we both walked our seperate ways and i now walk the path that once was lit now alone in the pitch black darkness hoping to find some light again.
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