The long run

 


Well I tried and tried
only want to be the good guy
and times passing by

New times growing
and mind give a trill
until that day

for so many years
the missing and
the sunshine

and I walk my line
passing it out to the sun
and I run and I run

who am I
I don't know any longer
but I run for the sun

I don't belong here
so it's a sort of farewell
I only run here

and will make a stop
who is you to dear me
there is only one

and after all
I run
and I run










Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2009-12-27 at 19:21

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