Oh life! You are a poem.
More beauty in my words that may define you.
More grit I need, so as to hold your hand.
More love is what you should give me.
No anger in my heart, that, you may see.
Give me innocence
Hatred, I don’t want to spell.
Give me hope
That will make me remain with you.
The day I forget you,
Curtains should fall.
The wind should blow through my face.
Let it take away what remains of you.
You can’t be my companion now.
It’s a long tunnel
The place is so cold.
It’s a solo journey
The path, unknown.
But, don’t worry my friend
It’s a place everyone has to go.
Only that this time,
It’s my journey,
and, In my hands
rests my soul.
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