When We Die

Sun, 07/06/2014 - 18:54 -- Ralola


When we die,
We'll fly like birds in the sky,
Together till the end of forever,
N' every soul in death is the same,
With a story to its name,
N' these bird all cry,
Singing the songs of pain n' pleasure,
Telling tales to fleshy deaf ears,
But they tell those tales,
To be remembered,
So in a way they'd live forever.


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