Good-Bye

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  • Loss
    • Tison
    • is listening to music hoping it can help the bordom

    Good-Bye

    My war,
    My sins,
    My lover,
    My friends,
    This is how
    My life ends.
    From the day
    It begins,
    Till it wears out;
    We hear nothing
    But the silent
    Shout.
    Because the war
    Has begun
    And the song
    Has been sung.
    So we hold
    Our breath and
    Watch the
    World fade;
    Good-bye to
    Everything that was
    Never made.
    Good-bye to
    Where
    I belong, cause
    Life is so precious,
    But never was
    Long.

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    Tison’s Poems (27)

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    Warrior 0
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    Lasting Moments 0
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