On The Edge Poem by Madrason .

On The Edge



The whole world seems to be in denial
there's nothing active about death
which could legitimate the use of words
like Being death, or just Died
things we can not prevent to..
we would love to evade.


Madrason

Thursday, June 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: existence
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