Treasure Island

Kimberly Yeo Chui In


Oh Shattered Soul


Oh Shattered Soul, My shattered Memories,
Looking thru the depth of our serenities.
Is there no place? Is there no face?
To be put only in such a pace...

Oh Shattered Soul, my shattered Ghoul,
Will it ever be our shattered growl?
Forever it be lost,
Only to see, thou, in our lust...

Oh what a time it has been,
Only to have ended in such a scene.
But what is gone for ever more,
Just a line stored in my memoir.

To say me last,
Is just a dust,
For what is must,
Now comes past.

The old road must come to an end,
For a newer has begin!

Submitted: Thursday, March 21, 2013
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