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Death: Wait A Little
Just yesterday, the love in me was born
It brought to me, a rose with thorn
It made me spend the days in trance
And nights were spent, with a hope to steal her glance
Spring has entered my garden after long
Although its happiness,to me, did not belong
With every flower blooming, Death neared towards me
O Death, Wait a little, let me for some more time, in this world be.
O give me some time to float over the sea
Some time to relax, unlike a busy bee
Some time to endure the pain
Till I'm dead and gone,since you wont let me come back again.
Let me cherish her smiles
Let me have some time to spend with her
Till you take me away a million miles
And drop me into the Hell's gutter.
Give me the time to wipe her tears
The time to imprison all her fears
The time till she finds a beloved
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot.
It brought to me, a rose with thorn
It made me spend the days in trance
And nights were spent, with a hope to steal her glance
Spring has entered my garden after long
Although its happiness,to me, did not belong
With every flower blooming, Death neared towards me
O Death, Wait a little, let me for some more time, in this world be.
O give me some time to float over the sea
Some time to relax, unlike a busy bee
Some time to endure the pain
Till I'm dead and gone,since you wont let me come back again.
Let me cherish her smiles
Let me have some time to spend with her
Till you take me away a million miles
And drop me into the Hell's gutter.
Give me the time to wipe her tears
The time to imprison all her fears
The time till she finds a beloved
So that she does not miss me- an Idiot.
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