Other's die a natural death
Life is pushed forward
I mourn the dead days
During the alive ones
Feeling the pain and loss
Have they died in vain?
Only autopsies can tell
I sit through the dissections
In search of remedies
To salvage the sick ones
I try all that i can
Unattended dead days
Rot in my heart
Spoiling the fresh ones
Can i appreciate life
And acknowledge death
To embrace every fresh today?
BhaShe
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