grand daddy in the hospi. =(
no mood for anything. i saw 2 adults crying. the fragility of life. i want to turn the clock back and be a child where i have no worries about hospitals and tears.
no one gets up after death-there is no applause-there is only silence and some second hand clothes and that is death.
Dying is not romantic and death is not a game which will soon be over.Deathg is the absence of presence.it is a gap you can't see....... A gap i can't see but i can feel. An empty kind of feeling where the mind just stop thinking and the heart stop aching. An empty feeling where tears will not flow unwillingly. the "hollowness" of life.
no mood for anything. i saw 2 adults crying. the fragility of life. i want to turn the clock back and be a child where i have no worries about hospitals and tears.
no one gets up after death-there is no applause-there is only silence and some second hand clothes and that is death.
Dying is not romantic and death is not a game which will soon be over.Deathg is the absence of presence.it is a gap you can't see....... A gap i can't see but i can feel. An empty kind of feeling where the mind just stop thinking and the heart stop aching. An empty feeling where tears will not flow unwillingly. the "hollowness" of life.
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