Dear Death,
Why do you take away the things I love?
Is it because they take life for granted,
or maybe they are depressed and can't handle it.
Death...
Answer this question for me, please
Why so young?
They didn't live life yet.
Are you making bets so see who goes next?
Mr. Death
I would ask you too stop.
But this is life..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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