Come with me,
Down this narrow path,
Not knowing or seeing,
How long it will last,
If we stay hand in hand,
I know we'll make it through,
This blood that I'm bleeding,
Is not because of you,
Through the trials of the world,
I will hold out my hand,
And if you take it without hesitation,
Together we can stand,
Walking through the briars,
which leaves a lying scar,
If we stay together,
the path may not be so far,
So walk with your hand in mine,
As we tread this weary road,
And finally we may come upon,
the place we call home.
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Playing in this program called ARt rage.. took like 30 minutes ..I dunno lol Poem was made up really fast... Dont ask..