Flight Number Three Two K
I bid you farewell my friend
I'll be on the next plane of no return
Number three two k
a ticket one way
in forever gone to stay
And if you ever come to miss me
in want to hear my voice
Just remember
So many days i dialled your number
So many calls never been answered
You left me no other choice
And if you ever come to need me
Just remember
So many nights i knocked on your blue door
I heard soft music in the background
but there was nobody home.
I bid you farewell my friend
I'll be on the next plane of no return
Number three two k
a ticket one way
in forever gone to stay
And tomorrow there s' a sunrise
in a yesterday s' a gloom
in today there is a sunset
and above there s' a half moon.
Charma
(fiction poem)
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