Path

5 03 2008

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Am not afraid, my love,
Not afraid of this,
Not afraid of trying hard,
Fight with burdened fists,
I am not afraid to jump,
From skycrapper’s heights,
Is it life to stay in hold,
Or is it life to stand?

If this is about a love,
Everlasting one,
Isn’t it just like a gold,
And it worhts paying high?
With our effort, with our tears,
With reshaping molds,
Without giving up so fast,
Steadfast, brave and bold?

I will stick to walk this path
Trying to find the dawn,
And if sun never shows up,
All the stars are shown
And this poem hides the path,
To the our pot of gold,
I would love it if you come
No more search alone…

Am not afraid, my love,
This time we’ll do fine
Someone’s guiding us above,
Can you see the light?
I am not afraid my love,
Am to take this risk,
If you dare, you won’t be alone
You’ll be here, with me.


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