Life Livied

If you have to stop living
By living a life they say
Will make you live longer
Whats the purpose of living
If joy can be no longer found
In the life that is
Already dead

by David Kush

Comments (4)

DIE POTATO DIE, BUT WAIT I BAKED YOU A PIE, OH BOY WHAT FLAVOR, PIE, PIE, PIE
' that none should mow the grass there while so confused with flowers'- wild nature- beautiful line
that none should mow the grass there While so confused with flowers. Beautiful poem shared.
Not many people like to see something beautiful destroyed.