I’ve come to envy those before 
When to entertain you would explore
Instead of looking in the shops
You’d lay within the dusty crops
Look up at the sky above 
And see a beautiful soaring dove
Now you see smoke and must
From those who within have a lust
But when you leave this world behind 
What will you have left to mine
The memories of a past life 
Spent dwelling on a random strife
So live and laugh while you can 
And remember the time 
When life began 
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	Lily (Pseudonym) ( Offline) Offline)
- Published: November 28th, 2017 00:32
- Comment from author about the poem: I was thinking about using this for my English class, let me know your opinions please
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