Life is a beautiful lie, Death is the painful truth. No disguise, No lies, We all cry when a loved one dies. Goodbyes are never easy, They were never meant to be. We speak these final words regretfully, Shedding tears of soul deep sorrow & receiving sympathy tomorrow from those who never even said hello. Let alone whatever else to you before the funeral, Tell me truly...What happens to the ones left behind? When you look at me it's clear that I'm alive, Yet if only one of you people could see a little deeper...You'd clearly realize that I'm literally dead inside.
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