Chasing
theres this bright light
at the end of the tunnel
its calling for me
its a faint call
so soft i can barely hear it
but i know its good
i know it is
so i start to run
chasing god knows what
but i know i got to chase
it feels like a soft river
not knowing where it ends
but knowing it ends in somthing good
so i chase
Copyright © Desiree Lewis | Year Posted 2012
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