All I ever need

February 19, 2016

I spent my life chasing her

How long has it been now ?

How long had I sought her

How long has her very essence, enticed every ounce of my being?

My heart and soul still ache for her

Her name is Love, Her name is Freedom, Her name is Happiness

And she is all I will ever need in this life

She is my oxygen and the blood in my veins

without her I'm a walking corpse

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