Wednesday, June 24, 2009

24.06.09
if I were to be what I want to be
dunno how life would be
it would be just a dream may be
cause it wouldn’t couple with reality

those bare feets won’t be able to walk that long
hearts so compassionate wont be so strong
everything right would then prove wrong
not many would agree to get along

after all theres much more than love n compassion
to reach high ends one needs some aggression
the slightest should have a long lasting impression
hurt n anguish should follow the flow in immediate fashion

how does it matter if it actually exists
who wants love to persist
even if I strive hard, the perpetual falsity wont twist
let the eternity be alone, the sky insist

the days gone by are history
let the dreams die in the closet like a mystery
let chains be the new form of being free
let the search finally end to find me

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