Harsh RealityA Story by The_Ancient_RockFacts of death.People die, it's a fact of life. People are always being born and dying. Today I am ashamed with God! Never in my life, will I be able to hide my shame. Many are gone before their time. It's not easy to just carry on... No! It's not easy... People die... And then they are gone. A brief flash of light... Never to be seen again in this world. Only the memory remains... My pen bleeds these words... And the blood is my ink. Dirt, sand... Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Why all the martyrs?
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