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Death comes

And death goes

But what it leaves behind

No one seems to know

Pain, agony, fear, control

Burst of emotions with no home

Families break

Sadness turns into anger

The stone in the family

Suddenly falters

Grief will last longer than two decades

Blaming continues till there's nothing to live for

First ones to crumble

Will be your family

They’ll blame you, then themselves later

The guilt will creep in like no other

Your mother will cry

While your father begins to fall down

The second ones will be the people you truly love

Your found family

Your friends and lover

They will shake the world

Won’t believe what has happened

They will be in denial

But then, the guilt will creep in

“What if it’d been me, not you?”

Is the question that will linger

Your death will affect more than it can send

The last ones will be your past

People you grew apart from

But never forgot

They will listen and spread the story of the past

Their long-term grief,

Will last

It will leave slowly, but you will always be in their hearts

In the far corner where all the pain seems to last

Death comes, and it goes

Yet what it brings, you’ll never know.