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Truth

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Pictures were ment to be looked at,
words were meant to be read,
death was ment to be reborn,
life was ment to dead.

Happyness was ment to be fleeting,
joy was ment to be sorrow,
the past was ment to be repeated,
the future will still be tomorrow.

The pure was ment to be devoured,
the darkness is humanity's creed,
love was ment to be lost,
the soul was ment to be freed.

The body was ment to be used,
the heart was ment to be betrayed,
our families are ment to comfort,
just as our lives are ment to decay.
This poem, written on not so special a day, just came to me as usual.
As if it ever is anything else.
But such things should be written or said as quickly as possible.
That's the thing about life, first it giveth...
And then taketh away. But thankfully I managed to write this while it was still in me.
© 2006 - 2024 Bealzabuth
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