Greener Pastures
Fleeing into dark night, I run
A truth not wholly accepted
A promise breaking as I write
One story ends, one rejected
I question my decisions now
Fleeing into dark night, I run
Rejection sets me on my way
As to wishes I did have one
The broken mirror reflects all
A dream remaining but no time
Fleeing into dark night, I run
Only one madness to my rhyme
I run far, always looking back
No hope remains under the sun
Great sentiment jolted off track
Fleeing into dark night, I run
Copyright © Wayland Bunch | Year Posted 2013
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