Death
It can happen suddenly
Or it can progress slowly
Death hits us
Leaving us empty
And scared
Wondering if we will be saved
Death
Is what happens in the end
The end of our cycle
But it's only the beginning
Death
The beginning to a new life
After we have lived our previous lives
Death
Is what always occurs
Copyright © Summer Uchacz | Year Posted 2011
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