We were ask to squeeze out a feature article in a poem given to us. Well, it's about a man on his 70's, reminiscing a love story that went to a crash. So take my free advice, don’t be “torpe” , seize the day, be with somebody, let your shadows be one and MULTIPLY. Hahaha. Seriously, I’m sure you wouldn’t want to be like the man in the article below.
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One the seaside that was absorbing the warm sunset, there I was strolling in the shore of sorrow with thoughts uncertain. Agonizing every remorse built in the past. My tremor walks in an eternal path.
In my last breathes on mortality, the pain intensifies every second. Infinite regret envelopes my life. Why did she not pursue on what I wanted? On what we really desire? Now I’m suffering in this cage of incompleteness tortured by the whips of painful memory.
Our feelings were mutual. Our hearts beat as though they are one. We share identical admiration to each other when were watching the sun as it rises the young horizon. All I did back then was to wait for me to hear the sweetest words my eardrums could ever capture. Those words that would have brought us to the summit of harmony.
But all those sweet dreams in the past became the nightmare that haunts me until my life ends. If only I can turn back time, I would change that moment that made my present as worse as it could ever be.
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