My Hardles Might Know

Still I'm after the same thing,
the definition of my life.
Will this be enlighten once
for my step and all my strides?

As I go near,
being pushed is fear...
Being rushed in.

Ways aren't so clear...
Its getting weird,
and fastening!

Tears are on my foot.
Can't even hear,
my dear one!

Though I am here,
above the roof
on Sun, to bear

The heat you can through,
the bit you've lit,
the glitter.
I'm here to defeat her!
I'm here to owe.

You might know...




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