"Am I alive
Or am I dead?"
The voice utterly said...
"I wanna strive,
In the ocean
Of emotion'
I wanna dive!"
The voice was heard again...
"I will take a pen
My feelings I will write
'For if i die tonight,
The world must know I did fight...
My thoughts I wanna share
With everyone out there,
Thoughts of peace and compassion,
Even though it's just an old fashion."
And thus it wrote,
At first it was just a note,
But then it grew
In a story with pages just a few,
Slowly the pages unfold,
A story that was never told,
A life full of mistery and cold,
But with a heart of gold.
After the story reached it's end
The voice comprehend
That it's time was near
And then she whispered with a tear:
"Am I alive
Or am I dead?"
And then was silence inside my head...
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