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Mar 2013
In death do we keep our eternal sorrow
a sweet release to reach the end
to be liberated from waking up tomorrow
eternal black our silent friend

Death is just a word for the gateway to the unknown
for the living have never witnessed an inconceivable sight
barely imaginable and yet an alternate reality
lying on the other side of life behind the gates of passing

There's all this suffering going on
some of us have  a great love for humanity
and we hurt so much for it
because others are hurting it

When and where did it begin and why?
what the **** is the point.
No matter what we believe it only comes back
and we will all suffer and die again

Is that what life is really for?
so when we pass on to the other side
will we appreciate it more?  
because some ******* doesn't want us to have it all

It's a great challenge to not want something worth having
when what we have now is already falling apart
we just need more people to care about each other
instead of growing more indifferent and distant

So a question might for about what the point is in it all
if we're all going to die anyway
why all the tyranny and betrayal on all the people who helped you up?
you're just going to die alone at the top or get torn down and ripped apart at the bottom

Death seems to be the answer
nothing brings a greater change than death
as life is the only thing that experiences change coherently
it is only natural for someone to want to change it all themselves.
Andrew Owens
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Andrew Owens  Sandpoint Idaho
(Sandpoint Idaho)   
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