P R E Q U E L
Monday, December 1, 2014
Moving.
Run
Fly
Slide away
Don't look back
And never say
It was one year ago today
So thus this year will slip away
Moving
Chasing
Growing near
Stopping short
Frozen in fear
Blinking when I see you're here
If only the future was so clear
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Desert Rose
December 2, 2014 at 8:18 PM
I see a budding songwriter -- a poet -- so creative, you are!
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Rebekah Grey
December 2, 2014 at 8:51 PM
Thank you so much! That means a lot!
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I see a budding songwriter -- a poet -- so creative, you are!
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