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Dead is Dead

Finality...
such intensity
So many wish to disclaim it
Yet dead is dead
last word's been said
attempt as you like to rename it
The gravestones
the caskets
the urns, ashes and tears
For the living to let go
so entrenched in wretched woe
find it anguish to relinquish
those we've loved so many years
Death is brutal
Death is horrid
Death is painful
Death is strife
Yet each of us will succumb
to death
When destiny ends life
LIVE
each given day
for none know of
our own demise
Yet for those who are inclined
may you prepare for a reprise


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Diatom Shells

16 years 8 months ago

:)

death IS brutal to the living we can only exist in today for tomorrow's existance isn't promised. truth in words. -shells
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Darby Cain

16 years 8 months ago

death

death is truely the end of life. yet it can be celbrated because i belive we cross over. good job on this peom
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lyz

16 years 8 months ago

Deep

A lot of thought went into this write and it is as you say, final, but the life of those lost live on in us. A great read, thanks for sharing. Lyz XX