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Death.


Death is such a sullen thing

It breaks the hearts

of the strongest people

causes them to act

without any though

It drives sane people

to the brink of insanity

The overwhelming feeling of dispair

sits in their stomach

as the souls of their loved ones

float on to heaven.

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