Cynthia Sok Biography

life abide death
death abides the law of life

abide the law of life
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Until you die
I would cry
tears of happiness
not of sympathy
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Cruel words
stab me deep
anger and fear
begin to seep
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you grow up too fast
you forget the faded past
you leave behind in the dust
the childhood that brings you happiness
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Can you even ask why
this blood runs so thin
or would you wonder why
it runs at all
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