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Death is hard.  

It comes when you least expect it

Blindly and viciously

Yet Softly and Slowly

And even though it is a part of the adventure that we call life

It doesn't stop the hurt that comes rushing in

when you hear the news

You bawl your eyes out

Or just stand there, Motionless

days after, it seeps into your soul

months after it finds a place in your mind 

years after it finds a place in your heart

and there it stays, forever engraved

Into a space inside us, we can only call a void

Death is hard

It comes when you least expect it

Kindly and tenderly

Yet sour and bitter

In death, there is beauty too

The discharge of a soul

It's just another adventure

One full of love and laughter, 

It's part of life's design

To show us

Although death is not always kind

It holds the promise 

That at least one thing in our life

Will always be certain

Death is easy

Living might be the only hard part