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Saturday, March 17, 2007

the day i died..

the day i died, i saw the sun rise
the day i died, i smelled THAT scent
the day i died, i laughed 'til tears rolled down my cheeks
the day i died, i saw your mouth move
the day i died, i didn't hear you speak
the day i died, i turned deaf to the world
the day i died, i cried bitter tears
the day i died, i choked back the sobs and wiped away the tears
the day i died, was the day i learnt to live
the day i died, i looked up at the world defiantly
... walked onto the road and got knocked down by a bus

thus spake satchithananda at 3:55 pm

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