Why be afraid,
Of what happens next?
Why fear,
Death itself?
I can assure you,
Death will not harm you.
He's always there,
So what's to fear?
You should be familiar,
With his same air.
So why fear,
Whats next?
Entertain the mind,
Taste the fruits of imagination.
Feel the world,
Tame the chaos.
Prove the fear of others,
To be nothing more than such.
Embrace the chaos.
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Words to match a Rose
PoetryJust some poems I wrote, felt like it I guess. Fight me about it. #57 highest in poetry. :D Wooo! Hit them double digits! Picture by my friend Cynthia Bisby from work :D
