DeathA Poem by Pandapoet
There's a beauty that seems to come from death.
A beauty that just cannot be explained. By itself it comes to be a beautiful flaw. Alone.there is something that keeps you drawn to it, but at the same time it pushes you away from it. Death. The opposite of living, is the very thing that keeps people from dying. © 2017 Pandapoet |
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