Death Itself

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    Dedicated to anyone who is afraid of death itself.

    Death Itself
    Death itself
    Is not as bad
    As it's made out to be
    Only sad! Only sad!
    It's when we lose 
    Someone we love
    To another dimension in time
    And space somewhere above
    A place we can't see
    Until the day we too
    Are given sight to see
    Just where we all will go to
    And then and only then
    This world will appear
    SWith all the sights and the sounds
    We then will be able to hear

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    scrye commented on Death Itself

    07-15-2009

    True poetic form and a nice message. Great style. Keep writing you are a classic poet in true form.
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    WinterFrost commented on Death Itself

    07-15-2009

    The dead don't grieve only the living do. Winter
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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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