To die is a pleasure
It sounds bad but what would happen if I was dead? ...The peace... ...The breeze... of happiness between my feet. Nothing to say, nothing to hear, just me and the death, I want to stay here. I am sure I would never do that to myself but If it would happen I would forget. Forget all stress, all tears something that no one could ever steal. Of course I would be sorry for my family and friends to feel the grieve... but could I still be sorry if I would leave?? I do not believe... So whats the point? Do I want to die or do I want to live along? So, If I am free to say, If I would die today, it may be a pleasure for me, but when I die one day its not gonna be me...
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