its just a matter of what has to be done

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its just a matter of what has to be done

its just a matter of what has to be done.
Hey there fucko...i heard you had a little run in with fate,
seems that your still alive and i don't know how to feel about that.
You see....i always had this idea that your death would be something
great,something uplifting and now that i've come to find out that you still
live,well now....you  see now that just bothers me and even though i
promised myself i would handle this well it seems that i just might have to put in the foot work myself;not that i'm bashful and don't want to,i just always wanted
to wake up in the morning to some good news...you know?But anyway i guess
i have to do this all on my own,and maybe its a good thing,i mean i'll be
productive and busy planning this exciting event out for the death of a friend.
i so can't wait!

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

apoetree’s Poems (35)

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i see myself 0
which is me 1
my tourture 0
as silence was bestowed upon me 0
i speak poetry 0
endless nights 0
young man 0
today 0
through the cracks 0
i will write 1
together 0
falling 0
its just a matter of what has to be done 0
that day 1
me 0
for a life 0
my own loss 0
a monster is me 1
and knows none 1
call me dad 3
goodnight sweet prince 2
how do you say 1
Eleven 0
winter is near 1
written scriptures 1
together 0
me 1
my own loss 2
dps....stuck on an island 2
forever 0
a secret 4
falling 1
silence became 0
i am complete 2
what child deserves such 4