Please, don't be sad, or mad when Death takes someone you love because it was a gift from Life to Death. You see they know each other, infact they are madly in love. They exist in a beautiful dance called Life by some and Death by others that can only see one side but they know it doesn't matter what it's called, Life is always giving gifts to Death and because of a promise they once made to always treasure each other and to always love one another. So Death keeps the beautiful gifts that Life gives it, because they don't know when they might have to stop being together. And just as it loves Life, it has sworn to always love the beautiful gifts it receives.
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Poems From The Nights Alone.
PuisiThis is just going to be a compilation of a bunch of different poems I write, so read if you wish. oh and the picture is one I took of a friend of mine when it was raining, (don't tell him)
