By ThenA Poem by oxo
People pass me by,
They all go somewhere Past is beyond them, Fear is a challenge. I force my feet to move, A step will make a difference. I wait for the fleeting moment, so fast, I hardly felt. I walk the race, Impatiently dreaming. and watch the world, fastly moving. The time is right, how I wish to get there. the fences are high, Across is nowhere. I felt the rush of blood, I will be what I want to be. by the time God will let me, by then, I will be free. © 2013 oxo |
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Added on January 29, 2013 Last Updated on January 29, 2013 AuthoroxoManila, PhilippinesAboutI love to doodle--- either with lines and circles or with words! more..Writing
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