Death long poem

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Life hurts
hearts break easily
time slips away
right through your fingertips
like sand on a beach
or dirt on the ground
leaving marks
some noticeable
some can’t be found

Scars run down your arms
leaving a trail of thoughts behind them
bad thoughts that could’ve been real
but obstacles got in the way
of death from suicide
or knives invading your skin
and blood pouring out
like a sprinkler
tiny drops to be seen
but not to be found

Everything missing
all lost in the shadows
the darkness took over
now light is gone forever
spirits are out lurking
stealing innocent souls
from poor human beings
who can’t seem to understand
that death is real
you’ll experience it one day
you wont know when but it will happen
sooner or later
I’ll tell you that now
so that way you know before its too late

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