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To die is to live
What can I name death?
Can I call it sleep?
But death is deeper than that
Its sleep is longer than the nights
Is it a deep sleep of many slips?
Death comes without notice
It takes away with no replacement
I think death is a thief
Death borrows but never repays
I call death a debtor
If everyone have to die
Death must be a debt
Do you still say it's a debt? 
Jesus paid it all on the cross 
...death where is thy sting? ...., 
He/she didn't give an answer
If you still say it is 
Then, i think it is a BAD DEBT.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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August 16, 2012 at 9:22 AM
Fisayo... your poem is much provoked... I love your concept...holds so much truth...if you view it that way...xox..pd
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May 16, 2013 at 10:28 AM
PD thank you i think i do.
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June 2, 2012 at 5:55 AM
Love the message dearly..great write!!!
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May 26, 2012 at 2:16 PM
Do you still say it's a debt? Jesus paid it all on the cross (...death where is thy sting? ...., he/she didn't give an answer) and if you still say it is then, it is a BAD DEBT.
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