The lost soul
Ever peering eyes
Comes to a fork in the road of life and love and reason
Should she take path A, which brings beautiful sunshine for miles and miles
But a hidden hurricane ready to unleash like a bulldog?
Or path B, which brings sotrms for miles to come,
But leads to a great victory with bright sunshine.
It hurts, either way you die inside.
Decide which is worth it.
You don't deserve to die in a storm.
Live happy, in adventure, and die peacefully in beautiful, glorious sun.
Author notes
I posted this on here a while after I wrote it. I'm going to try and find the original later and see if I have the orignial date written down.
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