What makes the beating of our heart
Continue every day?
When will it come to a stop
When will we pass away?
If all we did was focus on
The beating of our hearts
Waiting for the time to come
The day when we depart.
We’d be missing out on all the fun
The laughter and the tears
We have to try and concentrate
On the day we have, right here.
Too soon it will be over
Time for us to say goodbye.
We have but only one life
Before the day we die.
We can’t look back, or too far ahead
We need to value each new day
Hopefully our last breath
Won’t be taken by us today.
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lovenlosses 
Great poem but sad 😔
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Thank you. A little dark, maybe! :0
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I’ve been so reassured by readers enjoying my darker pieces that it’s really ok to write them when we feel it, posting them is merely letting readers see inside our minds at that point 👌🏼💫
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True. 🙂
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