Taking my final breadth

Hello Bloggers today’s assignment of #writing 101 was to write anything but with a quote of something.

When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home. – Tecumseh

Cloud 44

Its getting louder
Every-time I think about it
I wish that beat would stop
That knock called curiosity

“Mind just stay aside
Get your imagination
Put it in your bag
And run on with it to miles apart”

Last night I spoke with someone
She told me something
Similar to this
Oh I so loved it

Ya I don’t have a back up plan
For damn it, I’ve hit the rock-bottom
There is nothing below
I’ve sunk the most low

You are the reason
Why I became stronger
Excuse me ,You were my favorite season
But still your treason set out my demons

“My quest
For the final test
For the last act of death
Taking my final breadth”

Let me tell you something
If you ever meet a loner
No matter what they tell ya
Why they enjoy solitude

It’s only because they have tried
To blend into the world before
And yet people continued to
Disappoint them

With true words
Like sharp knives
My body is bleeding
Tell me something

Oh, will you be happy
World of muse
To get rid of me
To leave me?

Imagination is everything
It is the review of life’s coming to attraction
It’s a way of life telling ya
“I love you with no condition”

You are the reason
Why I became stronger
Excuse me ,You were my favorite season
But still your treason set out my demons

“My quest
For the final test
For the last act of death
Taking my final breadth”

Words are my magic
I am their magician
Poems are my life
My final destination

I may love the wrong person
Can cry for the wrong reason
I may give my permanent feelings
To a temporary person

I can play the wrong game
Get burnt in my own flame
Get laid tonight
Or even I can go insane

I can do wrong, I can say a lie
I can be proud of it
And get High
Yet my friend you won’t be able to catch it

I have pierced my soul
I am in half agony and in half hope
The taste of blood
Felt so nice in my mouth

You are the reason
Why I became stronger
Excuse me ,You were my favorite season
But still your treason set out my demons

“My quest
For the final test
For the last act of death
Taking my final breadth”

It might be my last night baby
Lets not fight it over it
Who will win? Me or your grin?
Lets just face it

And they will never know
The fires that burnt
The blood that flowed
For they are born to judge

You are a not a person
I’m telling this as a whole
You who opposed me
The entire world

You are the reason
Why I became stronger
Excuse me ,You were my favorite season
But still your treason set out my demons

“My quest
For the final test
For the last act of death
Taking my final breadth”

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