So many young see death before it’s time.
So many youth have known hell on earth,
Only to escape to a much greater hell.
Souls die when body does not,
Perishing hearts flee the scorners.
Only ever when in necessity,
Or for the good of another.
Should we relinquish a one we cherish.
Why then this dreadful pain
Which surrenders to ruin all that is?
All that could be, all that should be,
All that is, was, and has been…
Gone, in an instant forevermore they are.
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