Monday, September 23, 2013

the price of life

Looking forward,
Eyes afraid.
Hoping Silently
the price was paid.
Nodding gently
It is done.
Somehow feeling.
Nobody won.
Gently, slowly,
Leave behind.
All the goodness
All those kind.
Realizing finally
It is true.
It matters less
When it isn't you.

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