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Life After Death

Whispering thoughts dream hopes of afterlife Born with life to absorb the world without Explore beauty as to smell it's skin deeply Lucious loves opposed to fearful fears Time passes with the sun, moon and spying stars Growing older as we appear to crack As an orange forms so perfectly zesty So fresh and juice mellow ripe - so vibrant Youthful turns to infinite aging Time creeps a visit to the aging orange Biodegrable within as it withers Into the earth of loss and no more another Humanity seeks authority in life and out Fear of dark - nothing - unfamiliar; unimaginable Paying a visit as an orange - just another existance Never another hence demand your echoes heard

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/10/2011 5:28:00 PM
Oh my goodness, I feel as if you are describing me. I used to be mellow ripe but now know I'm an aging oraging hopefully without the mould ha ha!
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