Who are you?

by xXLost in the Nightmare of LifeXx   Nov 22, 2006


I see you walk away from the crowd...
My feet start to move on their own as I run after you...
\"Wait\" I say, but you don\'t hear me.
We are in a forest when you finally stop.
The moonlight makes your beauty surreal.
You say one line...
Three words...
Those words haunt me to this very day.
\"Who are you?\"

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