| Runaway | ||||||||||||
| Copyright Note | ||||||||||||
| My heart is a runaway from the same thing it desperately seeks. It thrives in the excitement of finding it, but it shrivels at sight. Despite attempts to convince him all is good, it persistently wants what once he knew. He repeats the same name in adoration and it sighs on thoughts long past. He looks blindly in all directions, but only sees endless despair. He's learning new ways as his days beat forward. He is slowly opening his arms to different possibilities knowing that out there there is another heart that will beat together until the end. � Renato Fuly 10/23/2002 |
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