Monday, April 18, 2016

Quite Clear

Whether by fate or fatality
I cannot continue to bear the burden
Of giving my heart away to those who do not deserve it

These minutes
These hours
These days
These weeks
These months
And soon these years

Are far too precious
To be idly wasted
But it's far too conflicting
To make a judgement for the future
Far too soon
To belong to anyone else
But myself

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