One day,
I'll die
And I'll know,
the reasons why
Why was I
the way I was
Maybe it was just
because
Everything was
written already
Long ago
by a hand so steady
As it is...
As it was...
I'll die
And I'll know,
the reasons why
Why was I
the way I was
Maybe it was just
because
Everything was
written already
Long ago
by a hand so steady
As it is...
As it was...
World is a theater
ReplyDeleteWe come
Play sepecific role.
Left a thought on mind
And go on
And the death will answer all our questions
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