Reflection of Light-year

in poem •  7 years ago 

I live to die, and breath to survive,
I learn by going where I have to drive.

I found my faith inside a broken tree,
I cant see the light, cause it isn't free.

I die to live or live to die,
I can see your tears my butterfly.

I feel my fate in what I cannot fear,
I cant remember how I passed the last light-year.

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