Unto My Own

With two so strong they walk this life, as others pass them by
The good and bad they'll share and fight, with each to help or guide
While they have this, I fight this fear, that alone I'll always stay,
Yet I, not they, do bare this shame, and be more cursed then they

I sleep, I walk, I talk, and now live forever with this past
While hoping that this lonesome life, so dark, would go by fast!

With growing fear, I try my best, by bribing some to stay,
But in this life, I soon would find, they too would just walk away
This life's a road that bids me go, no helping hand to lend,
Yet still I stand here all alone, with none to call a friend

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