ForgottenA Poem by Chase
The fateful words
I wish I'd heard Sparks to thought Advances spurned I love you, life I love you, pain Sharp as this knife Held in my hand To cut the strain The flowing sand Deserved, this fate I share with you My thoughts of late © 2013 Chase |
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1 Review Added on April 7, 2013 Last Updated on April 7, 2013 AuthorChaseStillwater, MNAboutMy name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..Writing
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