Death is a part of life and an old friend of mine, but still it's scary how little it means to die for one himself. When you die, you finally have the ability to leave this frightening, doomed world. Dying can only hurt the ones you leave behind. Only they will be affected. Somehow it's still kind of funny. Just think about the secrets that you will take and that'll be buried with you. No one will ever know them, they, from the moment of your death, are only yours and you don't have to care about what people might think if they still somehow find out.
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Hey Biscuits,
I hope you like this one, although it's not an actual poem, but tune in for more 'cause I write a lot of these.
<3 u Sarah
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Something Like Poetry
ПоэзияIn diesem Buch werde ich all' meine Poesie und anderen Texte veröffentlichen. Poesie ist ein Teil von mir und bedeutet mir sehr viel. Es ist ein Weg mich auszudrücken und ich hoffe, dass das hier euch gefällt. Das was ich schreibe kann allerdings au...
