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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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