Light Bulb

by Cyneburg's Field
When a light bulb is about to lose its spark,
It doesn't completely black out.
It tries its very best to give its last shine
Though it's just a blink of an eye.

But no matter how much it tries
The one whom it wanted to give light
Finds it completely annoying and worthless
Poor light bulb, no one understands.
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Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 8, 2015 - 11:33 true.. so beautiful :) tragic once again :P lol ❤
Cyneburg's Field

Cyneburg's Field

August 11, 2015 - 15:00 haha! thanks.. yep. tragic. they're the 'ok' ones for me xD
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 12, 2015 - 11:30 totally okay.. ure shining :D
Cyneburg's Field

Cyneburg's Field

August 12, 2015 - 16:10 idk about that. sometimes I feel like a busted light bulb lol
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 17, 2015 - 11:50 busted light bulb lolol.. ure rly good at jokes :D
Cyneburg's Field

Cyneburg's Field

August 17, 2015 - 17:15 omg I did it again :'(
Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

August 17, 2015 - 20:42 haha no really.. i mean it :P
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