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Farewell………

The clock is ticking... itz not too close but it ain't too far as well...one of the most darkest truth and D daring fact of life..Some day .. One Day you will die.. i will die...share your feelings about death .. without any idea that when will death knock you door..


 


 

I pull back into the mists of my mind

My heart sinks deep in my chest

Broken, shattered, attempting to heal

I resign that I do not want to feel

The scars of my wounds turn to bone

The light in me shielded from view

I journey through life

Seeking out meanings

Stumbling through the dark

Yearning for the unattainable touch

I give up my foolish quest

And freefall in the darkness

Of my emotion

This solitude an odd comfort

And in this comfort my realization is made

As in life

We are in death

Alone .........

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