one day at a time, it was slow death
life when squeezed out
can never be reloaded
paste out of a tube like
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Death, slow death, life, and then living again all explain different stances of life.....the worst is slow death...your expression is genuine and sensitive, , , liked reading it.
dreams never fade...they give us a reson to live... a reason to hope for... never let ur dreams fade... someday god will surely answer... really a nice poem... realistic to the core...