Monday, January 16, 2012

untill i die

i love the way she walks
like a butterfly
berely touching the floor
as if she gonna fly
it makes me feel high
and am asking why
why she had to die
like a rose between the pages
was fated to dry
like the last leaf of autumn
falling from the sky
the memory of her smile
the last see you the last good bye
will linger in my heart
till the day i die

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