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The Unknown
Its the unknown that I fear.
The things that don't seem clear.
What the future holds for me.
Will I make a difference before it's to late.
When I die will I be forgotten,
without leaving my mark on this world.
That's what I fear the most.
The unknown such a scary thing not knowing
which path I will take.
Not know where life will lead me before I take my final breath.
Yes If you would ask me
what I fear the most.
I would look to you and say.
It's the unknown.
The things that don't seem clear.
What the future holds for me.
Will I make a difference before it's to late.
When I die will I be forgotten,
without leaving my mark on this world.
That's what I fear the most.
The unknown such a scary thing not knowing
which path I will take.
Not know where life will lead me before I take my final breath.
Yes If you would ask me
what I fear the most.
I would look to you and say.
It's the unknown.
Published 9th Nov 2014
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