A path of thorns, the sweetest sting!

If I refrain, don't speak my mind.

May we retain, our time aligned.

I can't admit, I'm lost without.

I won't submit, to love or doubt.

A narrow trail, I'll tread along.

I tip the scale, but know it's wrong.

The fright takes hold, and I embrace.

My courage sold, to sustain grace.

As time flows on, or so it seems.

From dusk 'til dawn, a stream of dreams.

This moment still, became my home.

Upon this hill, I write my tome.

The constant fear, my greatest gift.

To you adhere, never adrift.

I will follow, but please don't move.

We'll both wallow, in the same groove.

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