If Death Poem by Sketcher Ridpath
If Death
If I died,
Would anyone care?
Turns the tides,
But this isn't rare.
If you died,
I would die myself,
Feelings hide,
High up on the shelf.
If he died,
Then I would be lost,
I would side,
With lazy exhaust.
If she died,
It was over me,
Alongside,
Her great lack of glee.
If they died,
Would I feel anguish?
I have tried,
Concern was vanquished.
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