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you were born for it to happen
the sun shines bright..
then goes away
the moon lights up the sky..
then goes to sleep
the clouds float gracefully..
then they melt away
many different seasons..
the weather never stays the same
its just like life..
were all born to live
and in the end everyone..
meaning all of us .. have to die
death could be in the moment..
or come as a surprise
and even though we know..
we cant prevent it..
why does it have to hurt
no more pain for the deceased..
but a void that cannot be filled..
remain in those left behind
so many tears..
so many good memories
but the memory of death..
out weighs all memories
in the end people lose faith..
even though to live and die..
is our only real destiny
its hard to keep a smile on your face
knowing that..
there cant be a beginning..
without an ending
i just wish that in deaths presence..
you didn't have to hurt so bad.
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
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