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A Poem by deadlife

. . live . . . until you die.

© 2010 deadlife


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my blood-my cells-my skin; all of it forever in such a line

Posted 13 Years Ago


I just looked closer at the picture and I know that is probably your work. Very nice. Love it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Very well put. I love the title and the very few words that went with it. I especially love the picture of the tree that you had with this. I am sorry if it isn't your original work and pleased if it is. I just love trees.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Another great one from you. People indeed do forget what 'living a life' actually means. It does not mean breathing and continuing existence. Taking the joys of life, learning from the experiences, going good to others, being happy and satisfied......................... all these are a part of being a living soul

Posted 14 Years Ago



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deadlife
deadlife

New Delhi, India



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I was born. I live. I'll die. I know nothing. Where I came from? Where will I go? I'm ignorant of my existance. I'm uncertain of myself. No beliefs. No religion. No god. Know Go.. more..

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A Poem by deadlife