ray@ism780 (03/22/86)
_W_A_L_K_ _O_N Would it ever be possible to be another? Since life has seemed to come to a smother. It feels like your head is about to be crushed When all in your mind is so blindly rushed. Cannot believe that my life is concieved. I find all thats real so hard to believe. To find your own death, far off hear the bell They say to hear so, will send you to hell. Why then I asked, must I let this all be. To conquer and win, will be all up to me. So forward I go and ignore the sorrowful cry. I will be stricken down, but I will not die.