Doihaveto? - Poem by youknow itsme
Who wants to live forever? Who wants to see their loved ones pass by, being left behind all alone? As people slumbers into their final rest, as stars grows old and leaves this world as nothing more than dried up dwarfs, as the leaves falls from the trees and withers away: as time passes by - when minutes grows into hours, days, weeks, months, years, lives, into what we cannot understand, into nothingness. As all at last comes to it's end, when everyone and everything finally reaches it's final destination - when you and me can be no more, when light is gone and all is lost - when all is dark, and naught is well, and when all that was once good is gone.
When even the universe reaches it's unavoidable tomb, no nothing no more.
Who wants then to live forever? Who'd prefer this in front of a simple end, a clean cut?
I would. I do. And I always will.
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