Too weak to survive
Last night
confrontation with death.
A five day old cat
didn't have any left spirit left.
Probably wasn't strong enough
to live his life.
So tiny, so fragile.
Too weak to survive?
Still see him lying there
lifeless in his basket.
Still feeling warm,
his heartbeat just ended.
Death is a inevitable part of life.
A vicious circle we're in.
From birth till your death,
make the most out of it.
confrontation with death.
A five day old cat
didn't have any left spirit left.
Probably wasn't strong enough
to live his life.
So tiny, so fragile.
Too weak to survive?
Still see him lying there
lifeless in his basket.
Still feeling warm,
his heartbeat just ended.
Death is a inevitable part of life.
A vicious circle we're in.
From birth till your death,
make the most out of it.
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: lizardking | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 mei 2005 | ||
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