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Sep 2015
Its too late
the only thing
i can depend on now,
is fate
never knew,
all my thoughts
could be erased
like words,
written on a slate
now all the things
that have turned black
are the things i thought
that would be great
all i can do now,
is be still in silence
and wait,
wait for the day
when i say,
that it's not too late

-Kaya
Written by
Kaya S - Kavyaa Suryaa  U.A.E
(U.A.E)   
690
   Brent Fisher
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