Life At Its End, But Really a New Beginning
Living every day,
Living every second to the beat of yesterday,
The memories haunt my soul,
I wish that we both will never get old,
I know they say old is gold,
But imagine how much gold has been worn and taken and and those people that wore them don't even exist anymore,
it's like they were here but not anymore,
Live life to the fullest because of day you will have to go,
Maybe our souls feel tense in this body of flesh,
Try and cut a hole in your past please tell me you're fresh,
Live life as a new beginning every day,
you're born alone and you die alone,
You are the only one there are no other clones.
Copyright © Iqmar Mustafa | Year Posted 2014
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