Frantically
running through the fog
Desperately
grasping at air
Catching just the shadows
of what I seek
The thunder
of my heart in my ears
The tears flowing
down my cheeks
memories
through blind eyes
I see.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 4:26 PM UTC
Frantically
running through the fog
Desperately
grasping at air
Catching just the shadows
of what I seek
The thunder
of my heart in my ears
The tears flowing
down my cheeks
memories
through blind eyes
I see.
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