DeathA Poem by ...The horrible truth we all must face.
Version 1
You're gonna die, no ifs, ands, or buts. Get over it already, we all know it sucks. You'll do the herky jerky, then your brain will go. When your heart finally stops, your bowels will explode. It won't be pretty, it will be rather grotesque, but after those horrible moments you might actually get some rest. You might go to heaven, or you might go to hell. Or there might be nothin'. S**t happens, oh well. In the end it's the same, there is no difference, between Life and Death, nothing and existence. Version 2 One day you're gonna die, no ifs, ands, or buts. Get over it already, we all know it sucks. You'll do the herky jerky, then your brain will go. When your heart finally stops, your bowels will explode. It won't be very pretty, it will be rather grotesque, but after those horrible moments you might actually get some rest. You might then go to heaven, or you might go to hell. Or there might be nothin' after. S**t happens, oh well. In the end it's all the same, there isn't any difference, between what we call Life and Death, and nothing and existence. © 2013 ...Author's Note
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StatsAuthor...AzerbaijanAboutI'm a sick individual with a morbid fascination. A legitmate sufferer of chronic procrastination. Always depressed, completely lacking elation. And another thing I suffer from is chronic masturbati.. more..Writing
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