A Waisted Life Poem by Bjarki Gunnarsson

A Waisted Life



I fear'd life, I fear'd the thought of losing someone.
My life was small and sad, i hide from life,
Until death found me sitting all alone, Death said to me He who fears death cannot enjoy Life.
Now i sit in heaven watching life, what a wonderfull thing, and here i sit regreting my life.

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James Mclain 26 June 2009

What goes on around you..does the wind feel as you..iip

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