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Click hereLife is...
...nothingness.
...attraction.
...passion.
...growth.
...being taken from the womb.
...innocence.
...self-discovery.
...arrogance.
...bullying.
...sadness.
...crying.
...rebellion.
...mistakes.
...reflection.
...understanding.
...confidence.
...compassion.
...reality.
...hope.
...experience.
...knowledge.
...respect.
...losing knowledge.
...losing respect.
...disease.
...pain.
...emptiness.
...being alone.
...suffering.
...death.
After all we go thru, is life worth anything?
We are born, we suffer, and we die...
I like this and I think it is more coherently structured and expressed than your last poem – though that neatness means that it is less impact than ‘about you’ for me.
It is very good to see such personal originality in thoughts expressed and means of expression in your poems. Do please keep it up.