Life is nothing but a fleeting shadow a wisper of pain and destruction. I see a light. But it fades to the darkness of eternity. Life has pain like the thorns on a rose the sweet aroma of life is only a mask of the threat of death as a rose can die anywere so can we with no cause or reason just fate.
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Life Dances With Death
Randomshort poems my dark side shows in these for my life is not that sound its full of pain and grief that has boiled over and this is were ill release it
