LA Poem by Eva Kjærgaard
the one thing haunting my steps
stoping me, arising and advancing I try to run It follows I hide It slowly creeps up from behind I'm sure it can be seen from the outside when i turn to face it I realize I'm dying inside I look the truth right in the eye forever alone haunting my every step the loneliness killing my pride
© 2014 Eva Kjærgaard |
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Added on May 3, 2014 Last Updated on May 3, 2014 |