Sunday, January 8, 2012

Far Off Ways Fill My Days

Flustered, standing on the edge
I look in desperation
My heart ran many miles here
And pulses for redemption
I stare deep into the void
Dense with disappointment
Feebly, though, I'll keep on waiting
Set on a reaction
When will my life's sunrise come
In form of your affection

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