Love the thought of your own death

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Love the thought of your own death.
Invite the advent of your eclipse.
Celebrate the dust and ashes of your bones
while you wear your coat of thorns.
Think of happiness as you lose your senses
and be joyful as you give up your pretenses.
Imagine the sunlight without your fences.
Catching the shadows by their eyes,
fill the night with gleaming riddles.
Shun those touches, breaths, traces
as you count your curses and your graces.
Keep wonders, appearances, faces
for the living, immortal and empty spaces.
The days you waste and leave in haste
have vanished and ended.
All your needs and your rare tastes,
fear not, death embraces.

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One response to “Love the thought of your own death

  1. I love it. This is very deep, very well-written, and flows beautifully. Congrats!

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