Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Umut

One day,
perhaps soon,
I will cease.

But today my heart is full
Full of hope
The umut of quiet time-passing.

And forget what it means for me
Because I am strong and
shall pass through easily

What does it mean for you?
One day, perhaps soon
You too will cease.

I can say that the ending of you
Will be an ending of me.

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