Somehow, we both share some purposes.
Even though we're obviously different in our proses.
You see, I was made to describe death from corpses to their loved ones.
While you deliver absolute meanings to words of all kinds.
And as long as men wants to learn, they will love you and treat you as their own.
While I, am only alive by the time of investigation and shall die after the mourning gets a move on.
We both give meaning to some things.
But mine will never be as important as yours seems.
I give sadness, anger and tears to the eyes who read me.
While you, gives wisdom and knowledge to the mind who holds thee.
Men could live and die without an autopsy.
But men wouldn't survive without the intelligence which is your beauty.
So, if ever you, Dictionary, needs a new heart to live more easy.
Please take from thee, Autopsy, for your heart resembles the one in me.
Let me give the one that beats in my chest.
Let it be yours to be it's new nest.
