Dying Poem by Rodney Dufault

Dying

We are finding parts
of broken hearts
amidst a sky
of fiery darts.

We are falling through
holes we drew
from other worlds
we never knew.

We are always trying
and always crying,
but pain is nevermore...
...I'm dying.

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