*the dayend corpse of me
touched by the sunlight
is reborn a baby.
thus each morn
defying finality of death
in hopes wild
opens eyes a child.
he sees no death
in renewed faith
finds revival.
all pains aside
retakes the ride
of survival.*
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 1:51 AM UTC
*the dayend corpse of me
touched by the sunlight
is reborn a baby.
thus each morn
defying finality of death
in hopes wild
opens eyes a child.
he sees no death
in renewed faith
finds revival.
all pains aside
retakes the ride
of survival.*
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