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Friday, October 28, 2011


Are the dead the ones who parted,

And the living the ones who stayed?
Or are the living the dead,
But they never realized it?

Maybe the living are the dead, 
In a world that’s upside down,
In which we live with a dead soul,
Not knowing when our life escaped.

Whether dead or alive,
Those who shared love come together,
Through old memories that keep them united,
And through acts in honor of the ones that left.

People never die completely,
Unless no one remembers their legacy,
And no person alive is ever lonely,
Unless the ones who parted are no longer a part of their memories.