Poetry / Broken Path

Who wants to live
But who wants to die
While you have a life to give
Yet alone you shall cry

As they stand in the dark
With the light at their back
the warmth, around them does ark
Giving them what they lack

With the sun in their eyes
They blink at the rain
Raindrops enormous in size
Hits where they have lain

No longer on the ground
They smile and laugh
Leaving they turn around
Last seen down a path

Down a path that is broken
They will fix it for every one
So that this story will be spoken
Of what it is they have done

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