We Live a Day We Die
Bored in my mind
Thoughts have run dry
Oh! Why am I not surprise
Here you are, wondering why
Who look on life with eyes
We thrust the truth aside
The pleasure And delight
Are hard to describe
Glorious departed likewise
After bitter strife
That guides the time
We live a day, we die
Say everyday
Someone new enter our lives
Till a vague dream imprint
They lived so short a time
Copyright © Aneesa Jacobs | Year Posted 2012
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