Thursday, November 1, 2012

My Precious

And the luxury still can't tempt me,
When i still holds onto my treasure,
And truth to be told i wouldn't barter it,
Not for diamonds and gold,
For i am richer that way and safer this way,
No one ought to see what my treasure is,
Not in a chest and hidden away,
It is without a doubt the one that i love to boast,
Let the eye alone measure,
Let them alone notice,
For i would not tell nor bother to talk about,
I am without greed,
But i am protecting what's mine.

All the most that you have search,
A pirate to be called by those whom are near,
But it is not forever when they themselves cannot see,
Nor appreciate what it is that makes me smile,
More and all the more of my hunger with my own,
In truth it is more about pain and sacrifice this treasure of mine,
Who would want to dismiss all the dreams and let alone wilt away,
A pity they say but i could not just walk away,
I learned of the secrets and the hidden,
I should be blind and deaf for going away,
And this heart should be as cold as the Greenland,
But all in all i am me with this nature of mine,
Due to this i could not save myself i known it by far,
Let alone when i walk and hold onto this treasure all alone.

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