die

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every night i have this thought in my mind
that at this moment, what if i die?
as it happens to every human being
every night before i sleep, i think
what if i don't survive?
what if i don't make it through another day?
what if my time slips away
before another sun ray hits my face?
what if i lay down soulless?
just like another thousands.

𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇. poetryWhere stories live. Discover now