young ash soulA Poem by Aya
Brightness shining through those eyes
a face like flower's thrive body that health contain only if the mirror can reflect my brain i feel old, grey and blue i'm more than my past age do i am aware of what surrounds our sphere in Earth, i have seen what people fear i know pain, heartbreak and betrayals i have seen who live in denial i know politics, terror and war i feel a hundred years old! i am not alone nor special i grow everyday carefully, i am a rival ironically, i watch my image on the mirror there are many years left and much to see in an unfinished knowledge we shall all live.
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Added on January 9, 2013Last Updated on January 10, 2013 Tags: life Author
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