Why do people die?
My deepest agony.
Once it was natural,
today it’s personal.

Why do people die?
My pain, my sarcasm.
Once my life was perfect,
now it’s a complete wreck.

Why do people die?
Silly question I ask.
We knew all the answer.
Yet I painfully ask.

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Why do people die?
Now feel my spirit break.
Missing her, missing him.
Why do they have to die?