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Everyone of us will die someday Death cares less about personality. For the appointed ones,it's on the way Death cares less if you rule a country . Or possess fine clothes and blings For those destined for today,he'll come Be ready if the club of death swings, Prepared or not,you're going home! So weep not for me when I'm gone It's not a bad thing to sleep forever. It means my brief time here is done So mourn me not my dear daughter. For yourself cry hard and be prepared For a visitation from death's hands. Be brave,be strong and don't be afraid, To depart from your ancestral lands. Fear not death, death's fear just passed Those who live very well will die So does the poor, hungry and stressed Soon we all will be on the other side. © IvanBrooksPoetry 31/8/2918
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
The Death Of The Fear Of Death
Everyone of us will die someday Death cares less about personality. For the appointed ones,it's on the way Death cares less if you rule a country . Or possess fine clothes and blings For those destined for today,he'll come Be ready if the club of death swings, Prepared or not,you're going home! So weep not for me when I'm gone It's not a bad thing to sleep forever. It means my brief time here is done So mourn me not my dear daughter. For yourself cry hard and be prepared For a visitation from death's hands. Be brave,be strong and don't be afraid, To depart from your ancestral lands. Fear not death, death's fear just passed Those who live very well will die So does the poor, hungry and stressed Soon we all will be on the other side. © IvanBrooksPoetry 31/8/2918
I can freely talk about death,especially since the death of the fear of death.
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Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 11:09 PM UTC
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