ExchangingA Poem by Lupus Kaossadness has been sold!
All you need is some money,
maybe some silver or gold and after that, sweet honey my sadness will be sold. As you mellowly caress my heart I remember you though we are apart but...I am not afraid since sadness I won't allow to remain. I will destroy, this child that I gave birth to when young was I and I was told that by shedding every tear from my eyes I will allow it to be undersold. "So what do you give?" I ask the first customer. "I give you my will to live" We agreed to do it And this exchange made me brighter. Because now I smile. Now I am alive. © 2013 Lupus Kaos |
StatsAuthorLupus KaosMacedonia, GreeceAboutSadness I like to embrace in each of her forms. I feel alone and Solitude is my only friend...But I have no complain about that, since I can write and express myself. more..Writing
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