MissingA Poem by ChadMust I search forever?I know you’re there, though our eyes have never met. Though our hands have never touched, I feel you in the air. Where are you? How much longer until we both tread the same simple path? Blinded by fate and ignorance contradicting, restricting my sight. Yet, I know you’re there, though our eyes have never met. These feelings that reside inside me more than make up for my loss of sight. I feel you in the air. I know you’re there, and so am I. May we be cured of our blindness. May our eyes finally meet, and come to see what we’ve been missing. © 2008 Chad |
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Added on April 7, 2008 AuthorChadFort Wayne, INAboutBeen writing seriously for like two years. I skateboard, play baseball, work, and write and that's about it, really. more..Writing
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