"LIFE ASKED DEATH: Why do people love me, but hate you? DEATH RESPONDED: Because you are a beautiful lie and I am a painful truth."
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Rich
Poor
Who cares?
At the end death knocks on your door
And soon enough
You're no more
Thick
Thin
What does it matter?
People make mistakes
At the end no one wins
Because people commit sins
Lightning
Thunder
No need to worry
No need to wonder
Because in the end
You'll end up six feet under
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Façade
PoetryShe hurt inside but she never let it show. She cried inside but she never let fall. She died inside but she smiled pure white snow. Because in the end they could never know. And even if they know, they could never really understand. Book of short p...
