Much Like Birth, Death Can'T Be A Pretty Sight Poem by Scott Campbell

Much Like Birth, Death Can'T Be A Pretty Sight



Sitting alone
Being alone is not so bad
Unless you can't stand yourself
I imagine this happens, often
But I don't mind me
When you are alone you think about life
When you think about life you think about death
They say you're born alone, you die alone,
I do hope so
I like being alone

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