
This poem is about a relative of mine crossing over to the other world
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 126 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-25-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2946420
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Life is death is life,
your first breath of life
becomes your last breath.
You can no longer hide
behind your fashion.
You thirst for Jesus with
an undying passion in
which can only be obtained
through death. Unpredictable,
life is just whatever, but never
say never. The end is the
begining is the end for you,
my beloved friend. You are
like a bird, you are with me
one day and then gone the
next day. Your thoughts are
out of this world and noone
can bring you back down to
earth. The deepest parts of
you that I will never get a
chance to experience now
belong to the lord. Rebirth
is a word that I would use
to describe your new found
freedom.
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