Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Poetry

I'm here
Don't think I walked away
I know your hope is drained
But I won't abandon you today

I took an oath
To be your friend
Stand through the storm
Until the end

Regardless of life
And it's rough unsteady course
I know that it'll carry me
Back to my starting source

The home of all my happiness
And memories come and gone
I've followed my mind for oh so long
But this time, I don't think my heart is wrong.

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