Meaning of Death


I heard the last bell ring as day turned to night

 As I heard the last bird sing.

The sky burned fiery and then darken everything in sight.

I saw the wheels turn in the memories of all as the wind blew back old thoughts of those lost.

those souls roaming as the wind does.

I knew the silence of grievance

for the first time i felt the meaning of death.


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