Tag: Death
An eye for an eye my friend.
After all Death is a Symbol that there was Life.
It was not my intention to collapse; no, I would die standing.
The rest, is silence.
The death of a beloved is an amputation.
Death is harder on those who are left behind.
How do you mourn something that never really belonged to you?
Believe me, when you die, it’s everybody else’s but your problem
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I was tired of being me.
