| A friend's death |
| Leads to nothingness |
| A feeling of fear sneaks in |
| Piercing one's own mortality |
| Making everything uncertain |
| Making everyone seem fragile |
| Trinkets in a house of glass. |
| Avoidance leads nowhere |
| The inevitable cannot be denied |
| Yet we attempt to change it |
| Pumping up and primping |
| Trying to be more than we are |
| Trying to avoid our own end |
| Worms in a bird's nest. |
© September 1997 ~~ISM
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