4. WILL

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Will the waves of time wash away the pain in my heart?

Will the pieces of broken heart will not be apart

Shall I bury that knife that has pierced my soul?

Will my body can heal this hole

And the question that plagues my mind

A plant once dead can be sown to life

 I find no touch of grace to surprise my eyes

My spirit comes to realize

There is no end of deception and bitter lies

Though the wings of a dove have wiped the tears from my eyes

Still can’t find a reason to restart the journey of my life

Why I’m still driving the same boat

Which can’t take me to another end off the shore?

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