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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 10:08 pm
mystery, that is all life is.
but the greater mystery is death.
the cold underworld where some say the dead roam.
the paridise that all christains think they belong.
the firey pits of hell where they are disowned.
yew, the the true mistery is death.
is there a angel that comes for you?
do you leaveon a ship over a foggy lake?
or do you go up in a swerling ball of fire?
do you just breath and let go, is it painful, is it peaceful?
will people miss you, will they all forget?
will it be an accedent, will you be murdered, would someone advenge your death?
is it like a dream that you cant remember?
would you know the secrets of the world?
would it be anything like life?
i hope not, life is much harder than death wouldnt you think?
but for now mankind will never know of the mystery within.
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Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 9:27 am
Wow an interesting poem, very cool!
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