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My Friend
Contributed by
jarod
on
Friday, 22nd January 2010 @ 03:33:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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After life is over
What will you do?
Walk up to heaven,
White robe, white shoes?
Still limited by your senses,
You will still go on.
Bound by time forever,
Your ego never gone.
It suites you well,
Go on and go.
You've been blind since the beginning,
The truth you'll never know.
What will I do?
You sit and ask.
Well, for me
Doing will be that of the past.
Verbs along with I
Will cease to exist.
So questions like that,
I've taken off of my list.
My life is now,
and now it will be.
Until the day I die,
And there's no me to be.
Copyright ©
jarod
... [
2010-01-22 15:33:53] (Date/Time posted on
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