Cogito Ergo Scribere ^
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Purgatory.
I wish to perish in the eyes of the morning sun
as i hold on to the warmth of your yesterday's touch,
I know that's enough for life to go on..
Yet, tonight I shall wait for a new sunrise -
to perish in the eyes of the morning sun.
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