Wednesday, July 8, 2020

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Death is what she deliberates.
Shouts it out for everyone to hear.
Deep down inside, it is life that she desires.

So much pain.
So much hurt.
So much muddle.

Death is what she utters.
At night she cries to halt the angst.
Her heart hemorrhages for those who have departed.

So much heartbreak.
So much grief.
So much wretchedness.

Death is on her mind.
She doesn't know how much it pains her loved ones.
Baffled, their hands are tied.
They have no clue what to do.



Written: July 7, 2020


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