Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 175
You'll Find Me

If you look inside
And take my hand
We can go inside
And leave this place.
We're both so tired
Of this mainstream,
Instantly attracted,
I need you with me.
You've got that look
Resting on your face,
You say whatever and
We're tired of this place!
And I kinda think
We could get along,
If you just look
You'll find me.


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