#191 Poem by Chris Todd, Jr.

#191



Our eyes meet,
And then turn away,
For a brief moment,
We’re as one,
For a moment,
All hate melts away,
All fears,
Fade away,
Our game,
Going round and round,
No end insight,
For our lonely plight,
For we know,
We can never be…

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