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a fork in the road
At a fork in my path,
A choice I must make,
Control of my life,
I must take.
One path is dark,
The other light,
Which way do I go,
Which way is right?
The dark road is filled,
With demons that invite,
Claws streched out,
To pull me into the night.
The light path offers,
Angels with arms wide open,
And the air grows warmer,
With every word they have spoken.
The dark path seems,
Like the place to be,
You cant fall,
When you're at the bottom you see.
The light seems,
A more demanding life,
So many rules,
I must refrain from the knife.
Which one is more rewarding,
Which one do I choose,
I should just pick one,
What have I got to lose?
I must pick a path,
A choice must be made,
If i stand between,
My sould will fade.
A choice I must make,
Control of my life,
I must take.
One path is dark,
The other light,
Which way do I go,
Which way is right?
The dark road is filled,
With demons that invite,
Claws streched out,
To pull me into the night.
The light path offers,
Angels with arms wide open,
And the air grows warmer,
With every word they have spoken.
The dark path seems,
Like the place to be,
You cant fall,
When you're at the bottom you see.
The light seems,
A more demanding life,
So many rules,
I must refrain from the knife.
Which one is more rewarding,
Which one do I choose,
I should just pick one,
What have I got to lose?
I must pick a path,
A choice must be made,
If i stand between,
My sould will fade.
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