To be, to live, to love, to ask, the end is near us at last.
Monday, September 21st, 2009 02:59 amI had been looking far and wide,
And all the places in my sight,
And all the faces, all the voices,
All the little light rejoices,
They showed me a gentle melody,
The sigh of love and tragedy.
The past, the future, the despair,
The one which filled, fulfilled, that paired,
The sole chance to fix the right,
The one which wrong confused with ripe.
I looked, I saw, I understood.
And hope left in cries for good.
And all the places in my sight,
And all the faces, all the voices,
All the little light rejoices,
They showed me a gentle melody,
The sigh of love and tragedy.
The past, the future, the despair,
The one which filled, fulfilled, that paired,
The sole chance to fix the right,
The one which wrong confused with ripe.
I looked, I saw, I understood.
And hope left in cries for good.
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Date: 2009-09-29 08:17 pm (UTC)