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Death Not Just a Word
Taken from us for less then nothing
The way many end the suffering
No way to beat it for we all die
But then why is it so hard for me to say goodbye?
I don't want to believe it
I hate it, each and every bit-
Of the word
Tears hitting the floor can be heard
How can I go on with life at a time like this?
Push it all a side case at dismiss?
Fuck that, it wont do
I'll stick to believing it's not true
But soon enough I'll have to let go
The pain felt no one will know
Death can't be cured
For Death is not just a word
No word could ever capture the true pain and sadness that death brings. for any one to think that it's just seems to be little life and a persons whole existence. great poem loved every word.
Yet in death comes our will to live and live to the fullest like there is no tomorrow...because we know theyre may not be one... I think I understand more and more these days... I like this poem...its true..so many faces fall... luv ya lots dear...bffl Someday_soon
we cant pass death up, it is a scary thought sometimes. but we must live and write our poetry :-) and our ghost will live on paper.