A Plea To End A Life of Nonexistence.A Poem by Paper Forks
We live to die the moment we were born,
The path of our lives were trekked while we mourn. My gaze is far--overreaching, I see my distant end. My soul: bizarre--hear its screeching, I intend to offend. I sigh and lie to feel alive I'm my own paradise. I sigh and cry to feed my drive Go ahead. Throw the dice. I live in fear that I might live:- my death is for certain. You grieve in fear that I might grieve for my death is certain. We live to die in the path where we mourned And we died from the moment we were born.
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7 Reviews Added on February 8, 2015 Last Updated on February 8, 2015 AuthorPaper ForksNigeriaAboutIf I have to describe myself in three words it would be narcissistic, conceited, egoistic, indecisive. Befriend me with caution: I bite. Note: I will be ruthless in my reviews. I will not sugarc.. more..Writing
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