Death

by Shaina Ahenger   Nov 27, 2004


The worst thing in the world right?
Somehow you could live forever you wish you might.
People are on this earth for certain reasons,
Some live here through many warm and cold seasons.
We are all here and have a special time to go,
We all become sad and our happiness levels sink to
an ultimate low.
Treat everyone like this day is there last,
People's times come and prayers are cast.
Life is not a game with a button or a lever,
Treat it with your best because it won't last
forever.
People may pass by but are never gone,
Memories of them in your heart live on and on.
People die and you can't be with them at all,
So then you have this hurt inside that you have to
haul.
Death happens and people's lives come to an end,
You only have the time with them that you can
spend.
Crying and sadness is what death brings,
Life is not over yet, but not until the fat lady
sings!

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