Tag: death

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Her life is in their hands.

All I can do is busy mine.

For a year I wished her pain away

Finally we learn the cause

Now I wish I could take her place.

Everyday the sun

And every, single day,

Less eyes see it.

Feet below the surface

Out of breath.

Waiting for something

Is it for death?

I’m not convinced.

There’s a chance

It’s the moment of quiet–

The moment of silence

Nothing more

Than the moment before

Just another breath.

Soft swirl and sudden flip

Brown falling onto green

Growth and death repeat.