Everything falls apart Slowly, make a new start It is a commencement None ends in announcement It is not too late to repent Yield or stop, stare above Earn the right to love Not free for you to have The pain a knife can carve Fading fate can be forgotten Threads of life start to tighten Die and it shall be loosen Always craving for happy morn Mindless thought was forlorn
#Poetry∗This is my original composition © Copyright 2014
