Friday, July 6, 2012

Life

As I write this letter, seconds will pass.
Then minutes will fly...
Someone is born, and someone dies

A heart is broken, a tear is shed
Someone is sitting in a subway tunnel prophesying his fate
Someone just worked the courage to have three words said
Someone is laughing,
Another is singing
Somewhere else, someone is silenced
Someone else is seeking for a voice, stolen

As I write this, someone is awake
While somewhere else, someone falls to bed
Someone has found something he's been searching for a while,
Someone else just gave up his search to life

As I write this letter, a memory is being made
Someone is trying her hardest to forget,
Another will cease to have memories remain.

Our lives are built on seconds...
Someone, somewhere, somebody-
Anybody.
Us.

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