Now, I take my chance,
In this upcoming life,
Where I will now dance
With a heart on a knife.
I will now say hello,
But too bad its cold,
Now an unknown fellow,
That I can't even hold.
Many years I've hoped,
For this day to come.
Every struggle I cope,
and be a hero to some.
Now in this homecoming,
Towards a life of love.
This question I'm asking,
You, do I still have?
This is me and this is what I feel. This is me and this is what I think. This is me and this is what I breathe. This is me and this is what I live. This is me and this is my Sanctuary.
My Sanctuary...
Life is always bound to be painful and joyful, can be filled with sadness or happiness, and at some point, despair or hope. My life, just like anyone else is no excuse for every malady this world has to offer. And so, I offer myself a recluse, a place to hibernate, to recoil...A Sanctuary...and this is my Sanctuary...
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