I cannot change the course of another life
For they might be gone in a blink of an eye
And when you are, my heart is pierced with knives
All I could do is plead to the sky, why?

You keep telling me not grieve if the day comes
To remain vigilant as a warrior
So I decided that words on paper remain forever
And no one could be forgotten, you will not be forgotten
When the day comes, I will be numb
But a paradise will rise as my hand moves left and right with the thought of you

How can there be room for sadness
When you're living in every page?

This poem is about: 
My family


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