Monday, September 12, 2011

Mystery


Breathing the wrong rhythm
With my heart
Crying the wrong tune
With my mind
Singing the failed story
With every step
Why must I…?

The world has no one
To call its better
So why should I… ?

To soar from the waters,
And dive into the skies…
Life is a mystery
So must I
   Rob its charm?

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