Collin Chattom Poems

Flame, igniting the dark of an empty mind.
Our guidance, our freedom..
But once the flame dies,
The smoldering ashes of what once lit the shadows clouds our mind,
...

A man stands,
Alone, on the avenue,
He's beggin' you to look inside yourself,
For the prize he'll get,
...

It just...It lets me know I'm still looking for something.
That, there's something,
That will make me feel so much better and fill it,
You have,
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