Death.
The everlasting slumber.
Are you afraid?
Because I know I sure am.
But that's just for now.
Because I haven't accomplished what I want yet.
Having you be next to me.
If I were to die with you, I'd accept.
But if I just die before you.
Look up at the sky.
Because I'll be the star dust floating around you.
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Poetry By K
PoetryI want to write poetry based on my feelings as a young adult girl who's in love and also on a journey to find herself.
