My first poem! WOOHOOO!
DISCLAIMER: I dont own doctor who... BLAHHHHHH
The skies burn softly above him
Silently gazing around.
He looks back one last time
He runs and runs and runs
Waiting for someone to join him
He looks young, but his eyes are so old
Saving the world from disaster
He runs and runs and runs
He's loved and lost
Let too many a tear fall
The screams of his friends a distant memory
He's still running.
You like? I hope you do. :D Bye for now. R&R please!