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On this Road
 
A long road stretches before us
cold and uninviting
but you turned to me
and reached out your hand
'Let's Go.
You're with me...right?'
But a moment of hesitation lingers.
'Til Death.'
is my only reply.

On this road before us
dark and damp
I'm still with you
every step of the way
are you with me
no one can tell
but still I walk this road.

I have left this road behind me
and you with it.
And I turn to you
and reach out my hand
'You're with me...right?'
'Til Death.'
Is your only reply.

By m.winterstarv

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