This Belief Of Coming And Going
since i have not
found true love
since i have not
tasted the perfect
flavor of the kiss
i wish that death
comes earlier and
i promise myself that
i will be back again
in another body
searching for the
soul mate
that perfect kiss
that love that sends
me to the
perfection of my
being
and when this happens
i shall wish death again
with another promise
that i will never be
back
in this human form
again
for i am tired of
this pain
i am tired of this
longing
this imperfection that
makes me
want and crave
for more
this eternal damnation
of dissatisfaction
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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