On my Epitaph The Last Gateway to see a dead,is it. Empty heart comes in the life with Infancy Fill with love and Hate, we grow that is Love someone so much so that the one knows you do love; Adams are not the Mighty of All So they jump in the pond of stranger for Love A single sensory can sniff the one I heard you, and preserved in the heart, I have But forgot to let the air, in, breath to to fly in the air, dint give wing But took in my arms and went for a swing Think the air was hard and gripped too pulled That is the reason I am standing On My Epitaph.. Dejected now and hopefully waiting. Is it the destiny deciding.. For it's the only answer I am waiting.. By Anon
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