i chased after changes
as i came and left every station
i had stopped for a minute.
i chased after myself,
to the idealism
of my changed and grown imagery.
you chased after me
until you realized i ran alone.
i chased after changes
as i left them all behind.
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White Heat's Grave (Poetry Collection)
PoetryThis book contains an assemblage of brief free-verse poems that express my views and experiences. It encompasses eighteen years of my life and a particular manifestation of melancholy. All poems created and shared were original. Any unauthorized use...
