Maybe I'm just gonna chase the wind;
The wind that heisted the happiness from us,
The wind that created the storms,
and prompted waves immense in form.
The wind that desolated every laugh,
The wind that once gave life to something not enough.
And the wind that blew our feelings away.
Maybe it could bring us back on that very first day.
This poem is not yet done. Trying to work on to this poem. I hope I'll have time to polish it. This one is for November 6, 2019 moment. "Cause memories bring back, memories bring back youuuuu"
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