Short little poem I wrote a while ago, enjoy.
Where are we now
Singing songs about broken hearts
Memories start flooding back
Of when we were young and pure
Chasing after the wind
Not a care beyond the next minute
But when has innocence been a part of us
Those memories might as well of been a dream
But still I remember
Chasing after the wind
Not a care beyond the next minute
Poetry by Phil
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Written on 2009-01-28 at 23:39
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Chasing The Wind
Where are we now
Singing songs about broken hearts
Memories start flooding back
Of when we were young and pure
Chasing after the wind
Not a care beyond the next minute
But when has innocence been a part of us
Those memories might as well of been a dream
But still I remember
Chasing after the wind
Not a care beyond the next minute
Poetry by Phil
Read 689 times
Written on 2009-01-28 at 23:39



