By Akash
Date: 2002 May 23
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My heart with mountain high holes,
Tries to walk on the tight rope of chance,
Slips; breaking into pieces before hitting ground,
Into the dungeons of deadly fire,
Flaming spirit rises to burn every hope,
That tries to gather the remains of my heart.