Tuesday, 26 March 2013

I an't thy thoughts

I an't of thy thoughts,
It must have been me,
For so many lives lots,  
Me must have been,
Still I feel I am blessed,
But I wasn't better than thee,
I an't still,

And I don't want either,
I am glad for,
Being not better than thee.
I deserve to be not better,
Yet, tomorrow remains there
It never comes.
When it come, it becomes today,
And today remains evergreen,
Where yesterday follows thy prints.

 

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