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Thursday, September 20, 2012



I wish I had an alibi any
Justifying the back of our house,
But when life changes and becomes
Not having more sense whichever comes
Only empty and if you can
Maybe resides ember still fragile,
The forge burns not meaningless,
How proposes no longer wants me.
And all was well, a mere deception,
Where did the remaining harvest damage
And I cannot shake him,
Could new day, but now,
The immense loneliness that lingers,
And nothing is back in its place.


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