This soul

by marlon lumangyao   Feb 22, 2012


A dusty sky,
a rotten tree,
a lonely grave
t'was named after me.

i died long ago,
but why i'm still bleeding?
where are they?
where are you?
am i forgotten?

have they moved on?
is this their way?
i miss my home,
miss you and me.

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  • 12 years ago

    by marlon lumangyao

    Thank you very much for your appreciation....

  • 12 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Well written, nice piece you got there