Death poetry by Ashley Pentycofe
Death is darkness
Not having to worry
Not about the past, future or the present
You just lay there not thinking
Just lay there like a log
Neither happy thoughts nor sad thoughts
Just laying in the darkness
Neither seeing nor hearing
You’re just nothing at all.
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