Within a Stone
I love you so is not the situation
How foolish of you to believe such lie
Unaware are you of my imitation
Of a nonexistent love with no tie
There must be no strings attach to my life
Instead a mysterious path with no past
Yet in the depths of the road lays a knife
But that immense wound will not be the last
Although that day may seem to be dark as night
And within my heart may seem cold as ice
There is a road that grows within the light
Without the addicition of rolling the dice
With everyday that goes by will be vast
There will be no need for one to run fast
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