Monday, January 26, 2009

One Move


One move can destroy you
The one which is wrong
To heal such wounds is very hard
And will take quite a long

Think hard what you do
Should not wreck a life
A suicide is written by its conclusions
A life ended by butcher’s knife

Something similar is what I’ve done
Never thought of the consequences so bad
It has placed me in a position
I wish I never been had

Only one move it takes
To put you in place
Right or wrong
You just need solace

Now I stand all alone
Pondering on my deeds
In this world
Where I seek sentence within weeds

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