Death is something
we all avoid
but is always
the ultimatum.
When crying becomes a routine,
when pain becomes the only emotion in heart,
when seconds tick by as hours,
we wait for death to come to us.
For every tear the eyes shed
belongs to the one we love
and when that love walks away
we wait for death to come to us.
Every trickle of tear,
every tick of clock,
brings with it
a hope to die.
Finally death takes pity
and comes one day
so that we can close our eyes
to every pain of the place where we lay!
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