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Life and Death
Our souls long for the fairest gifts of life,
In hopes that a rose could live forever,
But as in all things that surely die,
We can but hold onto the memories.
I hold tight to the light in your eyes,
Keep adding fuel to that fire.
Times steals away the liveliest creatures.
Sometimes we die to live just a little.
We shall hold close the beauty of love,
The glowing heart of Spring.
The roses will bloom in their content,
As time wastes away in the background.
I feel for this world in its gluttony,
As it staggers and falls in the grave at the end.
