What does one do with the piece of them that dies?
Like a death of a loved one,
Or the loss of a friend,
When a piece of you dies,
And the rest of you cries.
What does one do with the piece of them that dies?
Do you throw it away,
Discard it like trash.
Or do you keep it attached to you,
Dragging its weight.
What does one do with the piece of them that dies?
Has it really died?
Is it only hurt?
No, one is always certain,
When a piece of them dies.
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Poems and Proverbs of the Crazy
PoezjaA compilation of many different ideas forged from a number of incredible events with good people in this messed up world.
