I’m sorry

But it’s what we do


We bury each other

Every day



Mother, daughter, brother


Sister, father, son

Lover, another


Shocking reminder

We’re growing


Colder . . .

How old we are


When we stop




As much as nothing


Matters anymore

When someone dies


And it’s someone

You know, someone


You love, we live

To die trying


To love

Dying to live


Today I’m sorry

Someone died


You loved, I will

Love living today


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