There is beauty in death
And sorrow in desire
Like tombs lined up
On cemeteries
We live life
In ignorance of our mortality
And when time burns out
Desires are dust and memories
And we want to live
Those tainted days and nights
Again and again
For the pleasure of life
Is too great
But there is beauty in death
For life's pleasure
Is unmet
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beauty or ugly every life tastes the flavor of the death/// beautiful poetic expression