Final princ

by Prince Baah   Aug 2, 2008


In the corner of a dark room
A shadow wails on her doom
With immense pain in her heart
from this world she drifts apart...

Needles and bottles laying on the floor
Gloomy eyes with dark circles around
Holding the syringe between two fingers
With a smile on face death lingers...

Shattered clock hanging on the wall
Pendulum oscillates with deaths call
Tear dangle from the edge of her eyes
Asking the life to pay the final price...

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