The ChaseA Poem by HoneypeachesMy soul is slowly darkening, blackened and lost, or perhaps it’s just chilled by this harsh frost. She’s running away into the dark forest, Where she knows my fears will be waiting for me at the threshold of this menacing forest. What she doesn’t realize is she took the part of me that fears, along with my heart. But… Souls are hard to lose and harder to find, especially when they wish to hide. Seems to me I’ll be just fine without mine © 2016 HoneypeachesAuthor's Note
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