Siti Nursyafiqa Syaqireen


Life

Life, let it drift into the midsummer seas.
A meaningless, endless torture of the thy soul, blessed be.
Diverged in paths no man wished to foresee.
A sorrowful life awaits thee.

Life, beautiful yet painful, truthfully written.
By the one who bares all creation.
A purpose, is it not what thou seek?
But without a creator thou shall not reap.

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