Empty heart, Empty road: A bus pulls up and a young gentleman steps off and the bus pulls away. The young man stands there out in the open in the middle of nowhere by the stop sign. In his head he says this is my end for I have reach my limit for the world is to corrupt to have hopes and dreams. I wish for love when there is none. An death never comes. So what is right and wrong on these paths and... when does the lonely road end. As he steps he feels the weight of the world on his shoulders. The wind blows and the young man falls to his kneels a door appears and it opens to him. A helping hand reaches out towards him. He takes the hope handed to him only to look back to see his body lying on the ground. He was die, killed by a world filled with failure build in its DNA. As he looks forward he is greeted by a guardian that points him in to his role as a symbol of hope to help guide others lost in the darkness or light. So to you out there I am here the gentleman with his hand out to you for help.
I am called home.
I fall in the snow storm only to look up at good and Evil staring back.
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