Chasing After HerA Poem by Neurotic ScootA ray of hope...
He whispered softly to the night
How he missed having her in his arms, Night wrapped its arms around him But t'was only she, his light! His every cell, longed for her As visions infiltrated his mind, Stuck in the corridors of time, He saw the universe become a blur. © 2014 Neurotic Scoot |
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