Walking - Poem by Anushiére SaiZodá
I can't seem to remember.
She asked for me to stay,
But I can't seem to surrender.
These shoes they walk,
Broken and lonely.
They tread on my heart,
And tread on yours slowly
I thought that,
I have crossed this lonely road.
It leads me I don't know
Should I follow this
Twin crescent moonlight forever?
Or turn back my shoes
And constantly wander...
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