The Seeker By:Zach Blasi
How I search the darkest nights,for things not seen in broad daylight,
things like faith and passions throws,
never they lie before my nose,
this thing I look for it sometimes hides,
and takes me on a wild ride,
the things I find I must not part,
but hold them dearest to my heart,
my life it now makes much less sense,
the ache inside becomes more dense,
the one I seek is the one I'll love,
my dear my angel sent from above,
I would hold her now and love her true,
until the day my life is through.
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