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by Ryan Watkins Jun 22, 2007 category : Love, romance / desired love
You look high and low you search left and right-- You muse during the day And panic overnight You fear it's never there Yet it surrounds you all the time-- It can't be sold in stores And you can't buy it with the prettiest dime It's within a beating heart that this mystery can be found-- It speaks the loudest but refuses to make a sound It makes us progress and yet it holds us back-- It takes us off course And keeps you on track It's guts, pain and glory One's mortal chance at fame It's legacy is life And Love is it's name
by HD
Hey, i loved the poem. Great wording, can't wait to read more