Monday, August 15, 2011

When we never want it to end

Walking with such composure
Playing with such talent
Smiling with such bliss
Eyes set to cry

Memories flood in
Wishing to relive the happiness,
Forgetting the pain

Does anybody know this,
Feel this way?

A child once loved now abandoned by nature,
only to transition into a new life.

A new life without meaning
Eyes set to cry
Good bye old life, you will be missed.

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