Sunday, January 12, 2014


Hardly know you, but I feel shook up.

Twice you have tried and luckily failed.

You have held the cup -

the cup of life and dropped it to shatter,

but it was not to be, so you were bailed.

Now my senses scatter,

as I breathe a sigh of relief,

instead of drowing in grief.

Will you try again?

Will I see you again?

I would like to

and I hope you would too.

I wish you the best.

I hope you do well.

In this life you find some rest,

and walk out of your cell.

To a path that is bright

with your own light.

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