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by Idiosyncratic Mar 20, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Mourning death Is like craving desire Gasping for breath Warming a fire It cannot be helped By want-- no matter how strong Cannot be escaped Even if it was wrong On a ledge Sitting by itself Never to escape From the loneliest of shelves Death is blessing Never a curse Because, finally Life cannot get worse
by Lushed
omgosh! its amazing! i love how you seem so mellow durring the whole piece, and then end...wow. the last stanza is amazing
by Andrea
excellent poem!
