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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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Date: 9/19/2010 5:25:00 AM
Beautiful write and so true. Thank you for commenting on my work
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