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Published Monday, June 07, 2004 by yani patrik.
There you are, breath your few last day...Somehow you've felt it...But your mouth betrays..., it wont speak a word...Just a few days away... From your toe to your head...Then the most painful part unleashed...The longest seconds in your life...Breath is slipping away...
There you are, standing with an angel with a plain face...Watching your body lies cold...Then you see tears, from those beloved...And thick smile from the hatred...
You're a ghost for 40 days...
This is your final door, you've had your answer for every life time question. You're moving between walking and flying, trying to give a comfort to the one you left behind. But right now you're invisible...., still there and spectating every answer.
You're a ghost for 40 days...
You shed no tears, you only had two option... , You smile or laugh...... You smiled because you knew you've prepared for you final door.., you knew your reward..you had the color of the rainbow. Or you laugh..., laughing the mistakes, the stupidity...., you knew this day would came, yet you still unprepared.., your color is eternal darkness.
You're a ghost for 40 days...
You've completed your chapter, no more pain, no more burden, you've been revived. You're exist to end and end to exist..
posted @ 7:39 AM