Our youthful spirits
Entangled in our hands.
They latch together
As we run through the town.
Foolishness spreads across our faces.
Mischievous runs and dodges from the law.
We have a dangerous plan.
They just won't understand.
They can't catch
What they're not anymore.
Hopeless romantics.
Unstable souls.
We spray it on the walls.
They cannot track or seek us in the same crevices
They once ran through
When they were
Young,
Dumb,
Rebellious,
And in love.
I'm hoping they always come close to catching us.
Let's continue to make headlines.
Make more commotion.
Running free.
Feeling young.
Believing in fun.
And trusting only in us.
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Revisiting my thoughts: Poem from within [Vol 4]
PoetryA collection of original, personal, and artistic poems. Inspired by various real world themes and subjects. ***Disclaimer: I do not own any media that was used along with these original poems.
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