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Feb 2016
What happens when a person dies?
Does he roam around freely
and without even tries,
makes everything happen?
Or is it darkness and all black,
as he becomes helpless and numb,
heartless, hopeless, literally dumb?
He becomes nothing but a memory.
Really? What happens if I die?
Will I be a memory for smiles?
Or I'll be blamed for my lies?
I want to feel death for sure.
But I don't want to leave my life.
**How easily can a person die?
Another quatrain. Thank you for your appreciation for 'Sunset'! :)
A Purple Moon
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A Purple Moon  18/M/India
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