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Death

Death
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How can we tell if we should really be here?
Do we feel it inside, and just face our fear?
Some people don’t fear, the moment to be.
Others get scared about what they’ll see.
There are those that don’t care and wait for the day.
Others just want it and try to choose the way.
Which way is the best, should one feel the pain?
Or just make it quick, what will we gain?
Life is a journey that we all have to take.
Which way that it goes, depends on your mistake.
Some try to fix it and make everything right.
It doesn’t always work, even if we fight.
There’s only one thing that we all can guarantee.
And that is death, something pretty to see.





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