"it's not the same without her."
"nothing's the same as it was
the day before.
tomorrow won't be
the same as today.
the day after tomorrow won't be
the same as tomorrow.
there are no two exact days
repeated in our lifetime.this is what makes life
different from death.
life...life is...
ever-changing, never resting.
death...death is...
death is simple. quiet. the same.
takes everyone to the same fate.
takes everyone in the same way.nothing's the same as it was yesterday,
and there's just something beautiful in that."

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PoetryIsn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]