"that day"

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  • Death
    • tonay
    • BEEN AWAY FOR AWHILE TRYNNA LIVE....IN NEED OF NEW EXPERIENCE

    "that day"

    they say your supposed to see a light, but why would you see a light when your gonna be submitted to everlasting sleep?
    they say your going home, but how is it home if your six feet deep
    the here, the now, i like it, i don't want to just leave it
    i don't like the incertainty, this is some kind of bull shit
    i'm not questioning the almighty but its burns my soul to know i was born to die; why must i do all this living in between if the endings all the same
    that day won't be any different from the rest, one minute your here and the next your gone and there's no one to blame
    there is but one glimmer of hope, the silver lining on the cloud, and that is we're going reunite with our king, our saviour, or are we?......

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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