Poem 33

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Running after that long lost love,

like a dog chaising after its own tail in circles.

Just going 'round in circles, never able to catch it,

going until you're dizzy.

-but if cought, you will let it go as soon as it was captured.

Pain running throught your body, from the unknown "foe".

Looks interesting to chase at first untill once cought...

and yet we're stuid enough,

to start the chase once more again.  


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