I often feel
that I
will die soon,
that one day
what happened to her
will happen
to me
that second
of her final gasp
kept on haunting me
every
now
and
then
and death—
I've never
been scared of death
because
I
practice death
as I sleep
However
I fear
losing my breath
I fear
grasping one's wrist
while witnessing
the river
that flows
in the eyes of my worlds
I fear pain
before
eternal death
itself
I fear
pain
in general
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About Her
PoetryPoems are her feelings She wants to keep private But she wants everyone to know
