Saturday, 16 February 2019

The end

Where are you trapped
My darling friend?
Run far and away
Till the next bend.
He was put forth here
For you to send
And heal your heart
But it seems like the end.
Would he forsake his vices
For your fortune to mend?
It's difficult really
To comprehend.
But i hold out my hand
But you are sad and
Despondent now,
Reaching out
Only in the final bout.
Youll find me standing
When you're out of the maze,
With arms open wide,
To rest your case.
All i have is good wishes,
And a few misses,
My darling friend
Just reach the end.

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