the wishA Poem by delapruchna.came to the conclusion, that this life that s/he has lived, is all but being burnt out on what seems like borrowed time now & the wish that there was an early out, a donor card possibly for those who feel that they haven’t a thing left to add, so that the living organs could be used help out others that are already sick, whose hand dealt, was worse off from the get-go--- but the wish is useless (um, no one, nothing, grants wishes) & in fact, what eats at the wisher more than anything is that such an act would self-martyr them, making more out of something that is simply a response to evolution’s errors & who’s to say that such a wish might be carried out after the wisher died? © 2012 delapruch |
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Added on November 19, 2012 Last Updated on November 19, 2012 |

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