Faust Lim Poems

I am the puppet,
You are the puppeteer,
With fate and destiny as my strings,
And life as the play.
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Time is like a river,
A flow but without end,
So fly with your dreams,
We are the soaring eagle.
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I have an illness,
It forms my endless sadness,
It causes my agonies,
I call it, painful memories.
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Is it me,
or are my tears falling faster,
Is it me,
or am I becoming a distant hour,
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A philantrophist lies at his death bed,
suffering a slow death,
an evil man laughs,
seeing the tortured soul.
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A black and white shadow,
Finds his lucky heather,
Two lovebirds in the meadow,
drawing flowers together.
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Dawn and dusk,
plays endlessly in life's cycle.

Noon is a-coming,
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There is one
i love
i care for
i cherish
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