April 5, 2011
By mitchm814 SILVER, West Bridgewater, Massachusetts
mitchm814 SILVER, West Bridgewater, Massachusetts
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I peer into the dark tunnel that is life
I see the light of your love
It guides me through this place
I Pass things too bad to bare alone
But I know at the end of the tunnel will be my home

Walking, Walking
Too hard to see
With your light I can almost be free
The end is so close yet so far away

Walking, Walking
This journey is scary
The end looks like magic
My bones are tired, yet I’m still frantic

Walking, Walking, Stop
I’m at the end, and I see you
My life’s complete now that I’m with you

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