Gyrfalcon Posted September 29, 2002 Report Share Posted September 29, 2002 Through the looking glass clear We can see what his dear But what is truth and what is illusion? Are they separate or is everything in collusion? What do I do when daylight slips away And leaves only night to find its way Where can I look, where can I turn When it all begins to burn? So many act like they’re made of steel Trying not to let themselves feel They try not to show how they hurt when they’re Betrayed and left to strive against a world, unfair But there’s no fairness in life, no sureness In anything but death, when kindness Is but a pleasant dream, its how you fight On that matters, how you find the light In the overwhelming darkness When all seems hopeless. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peredhil Posted May 30, 2003 Report Share Posted May 30, 2003 A recognition of life's challenges, but an affirmation of the beauty of the fight to overcome. Good one, Gyrfalcon... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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