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For you

The powers
of the heavens  
roll the dice;
whatever
comes out
means  
Heartbreak,  
Pain or Strife.  
We hold on
to our breath;
molecules of life,  
as we embrace  
our destinies,  
walking on the edge  
of a two bladed knife.  
We can shout out  
our anger;
screaming  
against injustice  
nurtures our lives.  
But such sentiments
are worthless  
as they take away  
much more  
than what  
was subtracted
from us.  
Our days
have been
numbered;
our future deeds  
known and allowed.
We can only accept them
or leave them,  
but it's our loss;
pleasure and pain  
are two husbands  
of the same wife.  
Search for the prior  
and hold on to it  
during life;
the second is imposed  
to those who rebel  
the beauties of nature,  
true everlasting shield
creating misery and strife.  
Death, I recall,
is a warrior queen,
which brandishes  
her sword,  
whilst parrying her shield.  
We shall all fall  
under her fury.  
But love is  
an eternal balm;
it heals the living  
and raises the dead.  
Those who precede  
us in death, don't  
want the living  
to cry in a forever  
Sorrow.  
So lift your head,  
your heart, your soul;
live your life today  
as there were no more  
tomorrow.
Juvenalis66
Written by Juvenalis66 (Juvenalis)
Published
Author's Note
For a friend who is crying.
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