Saturday, August 9, 2014

Dear Death

I’m walking, I’m walking with weight of memories
I’m smiling, I’m forcefully smiling with bitter pain inside
I'm on the way to her, I'm on the way to be her own.

I stop and turn around, rethinking my decision,
i try to look through fog, several times to see where you are standing,
No I know I'm a fool to live any life , yes, I am walking to you my death!!!

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