Late

Time is for all

But many are not prepared to wake-up

On the first sun shine

Stagnation on the sky high reverie

Taking a clang on actuality, severely

Leaving the late comer

To watch a glimpse

An efficacious story

That never belongs to him.

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Worthiness is Doubted

I hold your twine

Fused at the sharp blade,

Fling and flung on the flock of mockers

Breathe and never let die

Incise the halt

Existence or mind

Soul is spoken

Made the sense on my conviction

I choose you

Insanity or practicality

Me, to live or to die with you

Uphold the common strike

Fairy tale on this crazy world

Lovely, miracle and beautiful

But worthiness is doubted.

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