Life Evanesce
Life is like a car
traveling so far
without noticing
the gas is already decreasing
In the middle of nowhere
nothing to be seen
but green grasses everywhere;
if the future had been foreseen
and that i was aware
maybe before i was already beware,
now that i am already nowhere
nothing runs my mind but regrets
nothing to do because my life is in a threat;
but before the car runs out of gas
If anyone can read this
please repass
and know that life can be a bliss
and life is short
so why don't you enjoy.
poem by Tine Vale
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