Friday, November 13, 2009
No matter where you are- how far you've gone
In the same way, you'll find a mournful dawn
A dying candle with its last desperate light
Can not hold long, light up your hopeless night
Meaning of some things- you'll never get
Orphan life- lingers like unloved guest
And you wander like a hopeless thought
Forgotten by those, who need you not
You escape- in frozen silence, you breathe
But memory from the past creeps in beneath
No matter what you do- how much you try
Suddenly a bitter feeling will make you cry
- An Earthly Request
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