A summer day.

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The afternoon of a summer day,
With wind blowing towards the bay
She’d walk miles and away
Watching the clouds as they turn grey

The sweat on her forehead,
As she walks with small footsteps
Pondering about her existence
Asking why life is a pretense?

Not knowing what to expect
Its the hard work she respects
Hoping one day to break the chains
But she remembers somethings when it rains.

Days go on as one by one
And the time slips and run.
Leaving her old & wise
Its the journey that matters
Not the miles.

The sun descends and the night falls
The voices in her head dances and calls.

Closing her eyes, she cant sleep
It’s hard watching her eyes weep.

If i knew how to stop the bleed
Years would feel shorter than a leap

Thousand times I have died
Watching her smile
As she lied,

Hiding her emotions so easily
Making them believe foolishly

But I can’t take it no more
Now my eyes are soar
And I have become a burning coal.

My ashes are on the ground
Its dreadful as it sounds

Goodbye for as we’ll meet again,
Perhaps on a summer day
I promise our lives wont be grey!

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