Death Is... Poem by Catelin Barr

Death Is...



like a rose.
as still as light.
like the first child to some.
as uncommon as color.
like the new moon on a dark scary night.
as welcome as a skunk in some people's minds.
like the rain.
as sunlight to a vampire.
like the words that roll off my tongue.
as fun to some as a roller coaster.
like a freeing from the sea to me.
as wanted to me as ice cream on a cold day.
like a release that never goes away.
like a permanent solution to a temporary problem.

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