poem
Death
In the conundrum of thoughts I choose to lose myself What is it in the world, if is That stays through out; not lose thyself
For everything in the world has ends they say Nothing that's said forever stays so, as may It's all a game of time and how you choose to play How you play it to your fullest, or rather choose to stay
Do you see those petals; all so dead All dried and burnt; had once bloomed in red The same light once when upon it laid Revived it but now leads death bed
So time is what matters that's all Catch it all on time or make your great fall Stand for yourself; you gotta Stand tall Realise on time, well before, it's death on call!
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