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you break my heart man-

Posted to Poetry




It reminds me of a poem I wrote about my uncle, for the very same reason:

The shadow of death descends
within the shadow of a doubt
in this room-
In a small corner of life
just one is ebbing away-
The anti-septic stench
of impending decay
mixes an effluvia
that stifles me..

Death is a commonality that unites us all
and we can all relate to that pain.
Take heart in these words, if naught else...