Long Ride


Walking in the shoes
Of the abused
Many miles to go
Getting lost in the flow
Wanting to hide
No tears cried
Unseen unheard
Oh to fly like a bird
To places unknown
Without this aweful tone
When will it end
I just want to mend
My angels my guides
Are all by my sides
Until I decide
To get on my horse and ride, ride, ride.


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