Sunday, January 2, 2011

The business of death

Source: Google Image

Autumn to another autumn,
Live and to leave one day.
That is how we are meant to be,
Life is scheduled before we can even set our own.

Sad to be departing so soon
When you still have many things to accomplish.
All I can leave is just some pieces of writings
And burdens to everyone I am attached with.
A proper good bye when you still have time,
Trust me that you will regret it when your death is nearing.
Your life stops once the pulse paused,
It resumes significantly in the after life.

Take care all. 
I can feel mine is coming.

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