Dealing With Death
My mind it's in havoc.
My thoughs are jumbled,
They confuse me so.
How can I understand?
How can I possibly comprehend?
Oh yes I have experienced death;
I have felt the loss.
But I never felt it so close.
Never have I-
Oh how can I?
I thought I had understood
What death truly was,
But now I'm uncertain.
So holds the truth:
Death is unknown to the living,
Only known to the dead
And dead men tell no tales.
Death,
I do not understand.
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