“It doesn’t get better as the days go by
and death not be proud isn’t an antidote to the end of life.
Instead it’s a call for the living to prepare the tears and flowers.”
All articles filed in Poetry
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Sometimes I don’t want to talk about it and I don’t want someone there to listen. Because talking won’t share the pain and listening won’t help bring them back. Sometimes I don’t have the words and I can’t fake the expressions. Because I’m not okay and I can’t say that but at the same time…
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Nirvana
We tend to ignore that the consequence of life is death because in the end, everything dies. We often find ourselves lost for words, unable to express ourselves. A few years ago today, I received a gift that left me lost for words and a few days later, my gift was taken from me. So…
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