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THOUGHTS ON DEATH
Dying flowers in the sun
Fading colours
A Way of life
Blue eyes redoened
Brown eyes blued
God closed the sky and
The planes can't fly anymore
Rain kisses tree leaves
Wet and heavy
Many leaves fall
Before their time
Many things end
Before their time
Black clouds circles in the sky
A baby tear flows with a cry
Too many pillows are wet
Because of fearing death
And death's hand touches
Cold and ending
Clocks tick on
We lose time waiting for death
With open arms
It comes soon
And it takes forever
We all are born to die
And we all die to live
The fear of death is just
The fear of life
We can relive our past but
We must die on the way back
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