We live in a world where the only constant is death. The ending of lives, the only feeling that everyone can feel is grief. Not just sadness but emptiness. Death leaves a void nothing can ever fill.
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Depressing Stuff
PoetryIn the title, mostly me just venting about life... I write all of these if it's not mine I'll say so *spelling corrections coming soon
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We live in a world where the only constant is death. The ending of lives, the only feeling that everyone can feel is grief. Not just sadness but emptiness. Death leaves a void nothing can ever fill.