Running To A Stroll Poem by Nathalia Hunter
Running To A Stroll
As he runs to the end of the world,
He will find the sun beaming down on him.
Its bright steaming rays will burn through his soul.
Granted he will fall to the floor weaping to the empty air-
Bleeding out his black blood- until there's nothing left but the
Empty body he left behind. All because he decided to go out
For an evening stroll.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
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