he was one of those
who'd rather die
than not be young:
he got his wish.
he was my friend
back in the times when
i had very few.
what is so ironic
is that someone
who loved living so much
could have embraced death
so easily.
but people live behind
veils and walls, and
even those we know best
we barely know at all
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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Thanks for sharing your poems!