Saturday, 9 June 2018

I know


I know

Like this eve, you're also gonna set.
More I love more you feel sick of it.

Each round of the earth makes you pale.
Hope will not spring in your heart, one day.
Every color of you fades in sun.
Glow of your skin, low down with each tear.
Wrinkles are gonna overcome you in deep.

Every breath makes you mature.
Fragrance is gonna leave you with every sleep.
The way you look at me is gonna cold.
Blows of breeze will hard your thoughts.
Even your thoughts are not your truth.

One day will rise, which is without you.
Only nothin' of you is eternal, and I love that.

Jack Elixir

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