Every second DyingA Poem by Don't just B, but B amazing!A poem I wrote 12/23/2014 about about taking life for granted. SHAME ON US.![]() "Every second Dying" One determined, one makes it through, 23 chromosomes meet 23 chromosomes. Now your a zygote starting to die, if split in two, will be twins, oh my! Now 38 weeks of dying, that's different, the rest of the world now calls you an infant. Soon you are born on a star they call Earth, already dying, wait you mean it gets worse? Now you're surrounded by other dying souls, dying's so confusing, so many different roads. Some will be nice, kind, sweet, and so loving, others are evil, mean, pushing and shoving. Dying is stressful, sure not easy work, maybe that's why so many are jerks. Dying and dying, every second, everyday, everywhere we look people wilting away. Constantly dying it's all so depressing, people all scared, sad, some confessing. Here is a concept I challenge and give, just cause were dying, why not choose to live? Dying is certain, not one will dare miss, so live as your dying, go out in a bliss. -BB Don’t just B, but B amazing! YouTube Don’t just B, but B amazing! Google+
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19 Reviews Added on December 23, 2014 Last Updated on December 27, 2014 AuthorDon't just B, but B amazing!Louisville, KYAboutSTARTED COLLEGE AND SUPER BUSY TAKING SMALL BREAK !! WRITE ON MY FRIENDS Brian B. 41 yr old male, wanna be writer, Louisville, Ky. I am a sucker for stories/poems of struggle and tough times, especia.. more.. |


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