Supposedly

I hadn't known
The beginning for the end
Life isn’t to be I own
Some borrowed time, some soul to lend

Yet unknown was the soul
He who I did not choose to borrow
Infuse to be given the role
Am I to know myself tomorrow?

Will I create a soul if I die?
With the many dying to compare
A never resting place to forever lie
Perhaps simply, the many souls will spare

To think I will not do, I did
Things I will do, I commit
Though uncountable will both lead
An expansion we shall never keep

A beginning, a supposedly end
I... cannot have known 
If be... some soul I simply lend
When will life I know be my own?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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