There are a thousand voices.
But the only one I can here is yours.
The one I look for in a crowd.
The one I shelter from the rain.
The one I help up from the ground.
The one for I would stop a bullet or a train.
When I ran out of oxygen, you were there.
You brought me back to life, like a breath of fresh air.
My life is a labyrinth, full of twists and turns.
People come and go, and when they leave it burns.
But I only need one.
For when I met you, I knew my search for love was done.
A/N: So this is not my best work I don't think, but I haven't written in a while. Oh well. I've started to write poems for my English class so there might be more updates more often but no promises.
There will be another poem up shortly. :)
Thanks for reading. ❤️
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PoetryThis book is a compilation of all original poetry written by me (unless otherwise stated). The poems inside range from love to nature to sports, and everything in between. I'm going to try to incorporate as many genres as possible. This is the firs...
