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By ~Harem~ Date: 2005 Feb 07 Comment on this Work [[2005.02.07.21.49.26624]] |
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I've notched the trees I've left the trail of cookies and crumbs the holy grail Do you hold my hand or just drag me along ? I gaze in your eyes I breathe your song But I learned long ago to mark the way should you disappear on a rainy day For nothing is certain nor etched in stone not all seeds sprout when they are sown For I must go on when I'm left behind I'm a true survivor the True Grit kind ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ |