DIE LIH

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Death is easy
Life is not
Quarrels and arrows of life
Stick uneasily and deep
When drawn out leave barbs
Scars the outer and inner flesh
Draws pain across heart
Sets tears to falling hard
Bitter blows on your cheek
Salty poison sliding to lips
A sign of loss and understanding
Such loss as you never knew
The trees no longer bend to wind
Gravity an abstraction
Entered now own world of hurt
The torture of love lost
Death is easy
Life is hard
Between the dunes and sea.