Te amaré por mil años
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Don't we see this life seeds every pain and trims all joys and pleasures from our life? ...but these are our mighty words that spill them and unveil its inanity.
I am not just born to die nor my insanity is comparative and I will re-spell the norms.But the problem is, I am left alone with myself for too long and I talk to myself only.
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In a dark gloomy night
And the around was blessed with fear and fright
Rain, lightning and thunder storm
snatched away the sweet night`s charm
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Suspend for a while your sense of query,
I am to tell you an old tragic story
Revealed unto my solemn heart
A myth that was wrongfully taught
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Can’t you see my strong pulsation?
Beating in persuasion
And longing for for lost
Sensation.
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Sweet and melodious as Homeric rhymes,
But had a life of tragedy prime.
Faraway from vanity
She was as sacred as Trinity.
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After a mournful funeral
My soul was summoned before God`s throne
Bewildered, abject and all alone
uncertain of my sins to be atoned.
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