I’m ready to face the music
Ready to face your call
It’s like I’m climbing over mountains,
And I’m running through these walls
Searching for the answers,
Desperately trying to hide my bruise
Following you into the dark,
To find the Fountain of Youth
They call it magic
You say it too
Deep inside,
I know its true.
Wow.. it’s great..
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Nice poem 🙂
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Amazing….!!!!
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Amazing as usual. Why’d you stop posting on Hello Poetry, though? The Empire is still one of my favorites.
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Hey, thanks. I’ve stopped using Hello Poetry now, but I’ll try to be more regular here.
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