sábado, mayo 26, 2012

Incognitus


Through this life i wonder
confused by awe and sorrow,
i may not be here tomorrow.

Cry with me and wipe my tears
for love is not everlasting
and dances to the sound of fear.

Chose not a life of roads and paths,
build a home and then forget it.

I'm may not be getting to it
but now i'm here to get it.

I do not have all the answers
nor do i want to have them

i am not here to be a man,
i am a man, here to be.

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