Friday, March 11, 2011

Destination

I may ruin me
Breaths may swept
Battle between
My mind & heart.
I may die, Alive
Going distressed, Miles....
No twilight to tell
The horizen ahead.
I may reach the destination
No one to accompany
Hold Me, My Breaths....
Passe' all evil
Rest me, in heaven.

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