Todd traveled a slight distance,
He could not wait for his love to see him,
A rush was what he was waiting for,
The moment where their eyes would meet for the first time,
In a long while,
Long enough to cause a panic,
And twist what words left he had out of him,
Sleep was an advantage he did not have,
It slanted him upward backward and downward,
Enough for him to see the past,
And create something with it,
To both of their advantages,
The proper etiquette to raise an entire village of sin and tragedy,
With it's own parralel.
About the Creator
Alex Jennett
Just starting to publish my works. Enjoy listening to music and writing poetry. I am surprised that since I started writing, within 2 years, with Vocal I have created 78 stories. Music and the written word, help me ease my high anxiety.
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