Sunday, 20 October 2013


Thoughts leave me blank
No one guards my flank
I am midst of a battle
I can but not even rattle.

Words leave me mute
No tunes in my lute
I am in front  of Clay
For me I can't even pray.

Life leaves me dead
No hope it is said
I am in front of destiny
How I can but contain infinity.

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