For the Fallen

We trip on items along a road we didn’t ask to be on

Sometimes falling over it and into an abyss we cannot escape.

Someone else has to come along and lend us a hand to get us up

Show us the right way to go, and watch us as we lead our lives to the right path.

But for the fallen

The ones that never found anyone to help

They are perpetually lost

In a world they didn’t create

That doesn’t accept them

And they don’t understand.

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