We do not begin life, we begin death. The dieing process starts before our first breath. When you are concieved, and your cells start to blend, you have started a sequence to lifes very end. You are never young, your just not old. Walking on a path at whose end you'll fold.
Reason for writing:
No real reason. Just in a dark mood. Wrote lots of stuff in those moods.
I warmly welcome any critiuqes on my stuff. Please Email me at
erin.bennett@dol.net
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