Wither

 

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The long hours of staring has made my eyes sore

Time moves slower

Searched and found nothing to occupy this space

The light shines from the window

Brightness that tend to cover with the thickness of tomorrow

 

Feeling alone, should one shout or keep it shut?

Away from the life in mind

Keep them sane

This is the longest day

 

Let me enjoy a little breath

Them ears not used to hearing

All this around me in stillness

Pretend you don’t see or hear me

And I would be happy

 

The load of all this and that

For it is just to bear

Sorrow in the mind which is borrowed

Life can be so hollow

 

And so I close my eyes

Opening to a new morning

Will the sun shine or will it not

Anticipation makes it worthwhile

 

And so the sand falls to place

as the wind settles in calmness

The thoughts follows the course

And them lips broadens yet once more

                                        -BABE

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