![]() ItA Poem by CrimsonHints
I chased it-
Got so close I could almost taste it- Touch it; Embrace it. But I missed it- Came so far and I didn't get it- Hold it; Keep it. I yearned for it- Almost lost myself in mourning for it- Burning for it; Fading for it. But I rose above it- Learned to train my thoughts against it- For it; Was my happy ending. © 2016 CrimsonHints |
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Added on October 21, 2015 Last Updated on February 16, 2016 Tags: it, poem, poetry, happy ending, ending Author
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