by Dep

Flashing lights
Thundering beat
Dazzling colours
Rising heat

I came to this place
In fond hopes of finding
A new love of mine
Yet thin my hope was winding

Perhaps tis my destiny
To walk the earth alone
Perhaps my love escaped me
On her my senses cannot hone

Or maybe I have not met
That one who is right for me
Perhaps furthur searching
Will reveal the one to be

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