Chad's Poetry Corner

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Always

Blinding sun of scolding
Behold the sea of scorning
Never learn forever turn
The pages in a different light
It seeks another flight
Of sorrow; remains at rest
Shut the gate; anticipate
The ending of this fate
Yet always there, grinding
Seeking different hue
Somehow, I always knew...
Posted by Chad at 10:35 PM
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