Petals of dreams.....
strewn on the ground.....
shadows of the past. .....
are nearby........
walking by....a lost cry...
running away....shy....
frightened at what happened. ..
a chance mishappen. ...
or it was to meant to be....
yet...one is too blind to see....
a fantasy misshapen. ....
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Wanderings
PoetryWanderings of the mind and soul....a journey of self discovery... finding love,heartbreak,happiness and above all life....