It kept catching up.
It kept bracing up.
And there I was still looking down.
Forgetting totally about the count down.
Even though I knew this gonna be the last round.
I felt my strength leaving me.
Like the Battle is on for free.
This is the battle of life.
And I need to strive.
But since I think its not worth living for.
Then why should I keep on with the word play metaphor.
Finally I can see myself smiling at me.
Like the reflection is beckoning on me.
And I can see my self answering the call.
Cause it seems the journey is for the heaven's mall.
And since the ride is free.
I had to go to be free.
But I hope u won't act like me.
Cause its just the Irony of the Theme.....
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Pls and pls..... Don't lose hope and focus.
And in all don't give up....
Good evening.
