50. Miles
I have to walk miles to reach you
Miles of waiting
Miles of pain
But I'll keep walking
Despite the waiting
Despite the pain
Because I know my destination will be lined with roses
Even if my journey is covered with thorns.
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Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
