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Sep 2017
So precious is life
Until it's taken away

Whether by age or disease
Death is a shadow
Hiding in the trees
Waiting to wrap it's claws
Around your soul
Steal you away from Mars, oops I mean Earth

Why do we grieve
When we're supposed to celebrate
Why do we celebrate
When we're supposed to grieve
We hold our composure for the most part

  Then suddenly, it's like we're a work of art
                                                 We   E                     and rage
                                                          ­      X
                                                                ­   PLODE


        Until we don't know ourselves  
That's death c r e e p i n g, l u r k i n g
     Amongst the shadows
Waiting to send you back from once you came!

Reminding you
What's here today
Can be gone tomorrow
Then we'll feel the sorrow, the hurt, the regret
That's just more motivation
To push to enjoy every moment
Take in every breath
  
But you're living is not the same
as others
We're searching for a connect
Reasons to tell us why
How could we be filled with light,
Yet left in the dark?

By faith in Him
And a l l that we must endure
For
Death hides in your footprints
              Just waiting for that day
                                  To allure you away...
                                                         ­              ...
So, this is my first poem about death in this tone. I've recently lost a family member that died in front of me. I'm still not sure how to take it. This is all I've come up with.
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     ---, E, Erin, Jobira and NuBlaccSoul
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