Wednesday, October 26, 2005

The End

Ere I leave forever,
Love me my life's worth;
Myriads may come and there shant be no dearth,
But thy shant find me never.

I love your voice so charming,
Your touch leaves me dazed;
You are what I craved,
I really cherish you my darling.

But if I dont remain,
Wont you feel the pain;
And with disdain,
Shed the torrents of rain.

Death shall bring my end,
And so shall the Glory of Me;
Greatest though I may be,
Yet fables always end.

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