From A Distance
As I Walked through the crowded room I saw a glimpse of you who was gone to soon. From a distant my heart began to race as I imagine the feel of your embrace. I begin to hurry as i Picked up my page hoping to see your lovely face, as i grew closer to that space of where I thought I saw your face, the image of you begin to grow dim I begin to wonder where you had been, you where taken from me in an instance now i stand waiting from a distance
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