My story

My story
  • My story,

    Is a story told like a moon light take
    Served under the whistle of a cracking fire.
    A story
    Of pain,smiles,laughers,tears,more pains…
    A story engraved in the sand to be remembered
    But got blown away
    By the wind right into oblivion
    A story to be forgotten
    Yet,it pain held much remembrance
    A story of a loner
    Whose only companion is his pen…

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