Taste my sad

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

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Taste my sad,
Feel the warmth,
Of pathetically sorrow from yesterday.

You are the faintest,
Yet you are the brightest.

Your shadows keeps hunting,
With the sadness of tomorrow.

Am I the one who's talking?
Am I the one who see it?
Am I the one who broke it?

Miles away I saw you,
With sad eyes and smile,
Thar turned into pieces,
Hiding the answer.

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