Running madly never rest
Running madly saying things
To make her feel so good
Non return for me that is
The truth reveiled it would
Why is this so I ask myself
Sitting in the dark
I bow my head in silent fear
My love has failed the mark
Running madly saying things
Hours of wasted time
For all I wanted and to know
Her heart my almost mine
poem by Bradley Lester
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