Happy Street
words run through my mind
that I can not bear to say
chase these shadows out the
door for me
and I might be okay.
my head spins
the devil thinks he wins
but I have friends that help
me mend the split ends.
he will lose
and I will choose
the light that greets me
even these streets see
I'm walking a straight
line faithfully
leading me where it will
be leaving me happy.
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