Dying
 
Such a bland thing to do
 
Simply your body just giving up
 
To think that everyday you could die
 
Your body slowly decomposes everyday
 
We live our life thinking of death
 
Some more than others
 
Some die taking in death as a friend
 
Others take him as savior
 
A meaning of escape
 
I’d like to think of death as a long sleep
 
A nice long nap
 
Something to look forward to
 
A night of finally having a good rest.

(2015)

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