Giving up

Member since 2002 · Posted 5 May 2004 · 0 comments

Lost my footing Somewhere on the trail Full of jagged rocks no way to prevail Can not see a thing Up here all alone Climbing this mountain No one left to phone I've lost sight of the end The path behind bleak I'm left holding on Increasingly more weak What does one do Time is of the essence One must let go To seek some progression

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