"All my life I've chasing setting suns
See me running up the hill when the evening comes
They get further away the faster that I run
I'm getting old and tired of chasing setting suns".
— Passenger
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A 100 For My Better Half
Poetry"Summer and warmth spilled from her eyes, Breaking my shell like metal on ice, I tried to ignore, yet I couldn't excise- The love in me that she enticed". Praise Frank This is an anthology to and for one who unconsciously opened a gate which was shu...
