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death comes...
by Olivia Weinkeindeath comes in stages
burning through pages
of our lives. chapters that
began and some that never had
a chance. books upon books
that fall to ashes in our hands.
words eaten away as though
they never were there, stories
disappear before we're even
aware of how important they
could have been or maybe once
were. death comes in stages,
a fierce disease with no hope
of a cure.
12/19/2002 Posted on 12/19/2002
Copyright © 2024 Olivia Weinkein
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 02/08/03 at 04:02 PM Well, the process of death goes along the process of life. We live from moment to moment. We die from moment to moment. Its upon us as to how we treat our lives. But its always too late before we realize. I liked this immensely. |
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