Two conclusions follow, die a death, live a death.
Amid all that blood of the dying sun, the verde was still alive.
I thought I’d feel her looking down on us, but you’re right. She’s just gone
We feel most alive when we are closest to death.
Life is a dream from which we all must wake before we can dream again.
This was how the world ended. Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
It is appointed for man to die once, Live life to the fullness.
As for dying we can only assay that once; we are all apprentices when it comes to that
My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice, and wait for the sun to show.
Death is the final destination of every man.
Deep down a broken heart, all the sadness one can bear is misery.
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