Jan 152013
Do you hear my cry?
Does it make you gain
Seeing me this way?
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No! I do not like it
When I see you cry
There is nothing I can do to stop it
Helpless, I also pay.
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I try to be strong
Hoping you will one day come
But, I have waited far too long
Now, my heart is withered and no longer strong
Frail, almost gone.
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I try as hard as I can to make it last
Snatching time as much as I dared
To put you in my thoughts and mind
But, now it all comes to pass
The greatest fear I held
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**** Death! ****
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shaifamily @shaifamily
What do you know? I am what others will call me. But I answer only to what I call myself.
You want to find out more? Maybe, we need to find out together...there are ways if u catch my drift.
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,………nice write, this temporal life is nothing but an abode of time. Death is inevitable.
@basittjamiu
Merci.
Hope u see more than the concept of “death” for its sake?
There is more to this than that.
All the same, Merci.
Nice work…..toms up….and nice concept
@bigclip
Lol….
death…conversion to another state
I fink the real question should be: ‘death’ of what?
Okay. Death of what?
Death of ‘time’ itself. Time to make right, all that went wrong and can’t or might not be redeemed cos dey r dead!
I see! That’s a good one…