Running
Running too fast For control, Can't stop or turn Just go straight Down slope. My limits passed And I fall, Next time I'll learn Before it's too late I hope. Sign in to see full entry.
Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: Running
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The collected output of a poetic impulse allowed to run free; creativity in rythmed lines. I invite you to my metaphorical truths.
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