Death is the only certainty
we're all dying already,
time is just wasting away.
We're born with the disease that will finall finish us.
Life.
Eats away at you gnawing and chewing.
No way of escape you know
you're only prolonging the inevitable
death takes us all in different ways
but believe you me,
it will
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem