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Roads
Written by: Rayin Asaka
Date: Tuesday, November 26th, 2002
Addressed to: Sylvan Oak Asanshen Nakanishi
Roads
I was always.. Stumbling, Tripping and Falling.
I was always.. Regretting, Delaying and Stalling.
Hands unseen pressing, pulling, drawing me down.
Forces unseen pushing me back to the ground.
Left down, crawling towards a far off light.
Drinking in sorrow, forgetting to fight the fight.
Breaking down, slowly weakening in to decay.
Life stolen with each passing of another day.
Then a beautiful dawn pierced through the veil.
Offering mercy hands, that I might never fail.
That far off light I thought I would never see.
It instead came guised as you to rescue me.
I no longer.. Blunder, Falter and Crumble.
I no longer.. Break, Plummet and Fumble.
Blinking away the final tears like drops of dew.
Seeing these roads, were only to lead me to you.
Thank you.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 321 AF.
Roads
Written by: Rayin Asaka
Date: Tuesday, November 26th, 2002
Addressed to: Sylvan Oak Asanshen Nakanishi
Roads
I was always.. Stumbling, Tripping and Falling.
I was always.. Regretting, Delaying and Stalling.
Hands unseen pressing, pulling, drawing me down.
Forces unseen pushing me back to the ground.
Left down, crawling towards a far off light.
Drinking in sorrow, forgetting to fight the fight.
Breaking down, slowly weakening in to decay.
Life stolen with each passing of another day.
Then a beautiful dawn pierced through the veil.
Offering mercy hands, that I might never fail.
That far off light I thought I would never see.
It instead came guised as you to rescue me.
I no longer.. Blunder, Falter and Crumble.
I no longer.. Break, Plummet and Fumble.
Blinking away the final tears like drops of dew.
Seeing these roads, were only to lead me to you.
Thank you.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 321 AF.