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“Losing Thee“
By: M. Arief W.
My heart groaneth
Looking for the losing thee
This fact I try to deny
But I seem cannot
In my loss
Live I this life in solitude
Joy my heart no more feeleth
As if it hath died
Canst thou not see the tears that I
shed?
Canst thou not feel the sore that I
suffer?
Thou art the most precious that I’ve
ever had
The one that keepeth
me alive
But sudden thou went away
I dare cross the vast ocean
I fear not directing myself towards
thousands of spears
To living, I prefer dying in thine embrace
If thee finally I can find again
And forever hold
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