Cloud Runner



I'm not here,

I've disappered,

into the glass beyond the past,

I'm no longer here for the pain,

Just a fading memory,

a fading stain.

I anticipated,

watched and waited,

but I am just a memory unsated.


I take my pain inside,

and look for the courage to ride,

and run the wind to pass the time,

I'm your cloud runner,

in the dark in the rain,

just a fading stain,

your cloud runner,

there in a flash,

the present or the past,

your cloud runner,

but did you know,

a being on nonexistance,

can feel the resistance,

of a pain that has no ends to it's low?


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