No Pain Poem by My Stolen Identity
No Pain
As a new sun rises,
the dead fell no pain, hurt or sorrow.
they no longer exist,
it is only their memory that keeps them alive in this world.
The souls of the dead move on,
and find a new way to remain in existance.
Do not pitty the dead,
they have already moved on.
pitty the living.
Saturday, November 19, 2011
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4/25/2024 9:28:16 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem. Really liked it. A good poem. You may like my poem called, the living and the dead.