This IsA Poem by poeatreeYour FearThis is going to hurt...
Death is what you're
Really trying not to see.
So it's a blame game
For not having one
Or both parents.
Let's see what if you
Had both parents,
Who's funeral will be first?
The tears, the subconscious
Understanding that you
Have...no...you will,
Have too shed tears
For the last person
Called my parent.
Then what has become
Of a parent's love
You'll follow one day,
Causing your children to cry.
But what's between the
Passing of time, is that
Thought of why
Can't we live
Without death.
© 2016 poeatree |
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Added on May 2, 2016 Last Updated on May 9, 2016 Author
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