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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
It is about old age how old people feel Sad that now they are without their companin... They embrace death as it comes

Submitted: January 12, 2013

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Submitted: January 12, 2013

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Free

Days passed slowly

Time hung onto me

I was burdened with

The pressure.

Time glued itself on the

Clock.

Its hands never moved.

Days passed slowly…

A broken human

How much can we suffer?

I’m alone and I feel grief

Days passed slowly

Time hung onto me.

I was burdened with the

Pressure

Which finally broke me

And my Soul was set free.

 

 


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