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Author: Lady-Poeticro
Fiction Rated: T - English - Mystery/Tragedy - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-04-09 - Updated: 03-04-09 - Complete - id:2642837

The world is spinning
While she was gone

How we’ve missed her
In the dimmest sun

We’d call her “Matahari
And we’d display her symphony
Amongst our children and love ones
And we’d tell them
Things would never be the same

I looked in the mirror
In despair
And I sit and listened
I was not aware

I was her
And she is me
In this body
I swear upon
The Gods

How can there be such things?
Was I trapped?
Or was I born to be one?
It is hard to explain

My sight was blinded
By the ancient rhymes
Of the awful past
As I am sitting here
Listening to the gruesome life
Of my previous life

Was I even an immortal?
I couldn’t care less now
I shall now be the future
And my past now stayed buried

Let the world be gone
Like sprayed acid
And burnt ashes
Roaming about
While I keep it all to myself
And turns the world into hell



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