Tuesday, 18 September 2012

I die ....


I die in the day
I die in the night
I die now and then
Between dreams,
Between lies;
Between screams,
Between cries;
Between names,
Between lanes;
Between games,
Between chains.
I die now and then--
Too many deaths--
To sow a seed of life....
Somewhere....

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