Too Late

December 14, 2007
I’m rebel without a cause
A mother without a child
A turtle without a shell
A player without a desire
A lover without a companion
A question without an answer

Correcting the mistaken that prohibited my past,
The reminiscing of the past
But the future bearing
What to look onward to?

Is it too late…
But it can’t be…
Please let it not be…
The end…

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