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when life becomes an act

Submitted:Apr 19, 2013    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

disappearing, wishes in the mist

i lost my patience, became a wishlist

i can lose being here, kill me if you want

but please, don't go, you will go wrong

may be another time would be a better time

to cross my fingers, elevate the sky

heaven has made me greedy, needy n weak

all was a question destroyeth faith , takeaway


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