Death Poem by Joshua Swanson

Death

Rating: 5.0


Deeds of the unknown; ready to strike our unconscious souls...
Even thoughts of ones we've loved; they are like burning coals...
Anything we've thought of as leaving the place we call 'home'...
Thoughts of running away; thoughts of just being alone...
Happiness should not be taken lightly; for it is not forever...

Death, so far as we know, is...

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