Running as the deer.
As if my life is a dream.
In this I have no fear.
Running as the deer.
The sound my endless scheme.
Running as the deer.
As if my life is a dream.
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poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
