Death

by Fred   Aug 9, 2008


War, death, destruction,
nothing will be the same.
As you go through life,
everything is bound to change.
Do not point the finger,
there is no one to be blamed.
Keep on going, never asking why.
You can live your life pretending,
But maybe one day, some way, you'll remember,
that you were born to DIE!

Copyright 2008

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  • 16 years ago

    by SIMPLY ME

    I love ur poem dude