Hopeless
Reminiscing each second
Reliving each manner
Always wished he could do more
But it’ll never happen
It went like this
Down that hallway
Across the river bend
Through the tunnel of light
He’d fall right before
Right before the hazard
Right before the light
Comes flying through his night
It’d be no monster
It’d be no mortal
But a cherubic angel she was
Waving a greeting with that innocence
He’d just die watching
Wish he could fly
Wish he could write
Wish he could gather some courage
To get ready to right
Rather than to take flight
He’s just that kind of a wimp
Having motivation
Yet no courage
Yet no courage at all
But to dig his grave
And die away
He could only think
Reminiscing each moment
As he fell deeper
And deeper
In love with her
poem by Peter Silver Love
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