that was great, ive shared the same thoughts, very good.
Death
What is death?
It's what comes without hope,
What happens when we just can't cope,
We all die in the end,
So what's the big deal?
It comes when we give up,
Before we heal.
It can come when all is said and done,
or it can come from the end of a gun.
So why bother, why care?
Life is just a game of truth or dare.
There is but one truth...
Some may win and some may lose,
But there is no way to choose,
When you breathe your last breath...
After all, its all up to me, all up to Death.
Not my best job but hell, I felt like writing something.
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And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.
Boondock Saints
that was great, ive shared the same thoughts, very good.
Nice, but are you scared of death?
"Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike" - +++TheMentor+++
i dont fear death because death is only change, and there is no reason to fear change.
and ive seen it pretty personal too (akward moment ahead) after my dad died i felt pretty fucked up but then you realize its just a cycle and its not like they never existed.
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And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti.
Boondock Saints
some deep poetry. good job on this.
bye