no rush
Here comes the qustionwhere will I go
though I feel no boundaries
and I love her so
but when's it time
how do you know
will I still worship
when faith is low
Though I'm not distracted
I can't see clear
It's neither the promise
nor is it fear
of losing all
one wishes to do
this much I'll tell
and this is true
I never question
if this is love
nor if it'll last
we're blest from above
so then what is it
that keeps the question away
to get the answer I wish
that you will stay
and figure it out
in time we'll know
Poetry by Marcus
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Written on 2006-07-10 at 00:30
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