Dying Wrong Poem by Reed Dietiker
Dying Wrong
Death is something we fear but know nothing about
We live our life surrounded by rules
Anything we do wrong is frowned upon
Why live in fear earily if we mostly die late?
'Live life to the fullest'
And the fullest is the most fun
And the most fun is mostly wrong
Should we die in the wrong?
Or should we die in the right?
Who cares if I die in the wrong its my life
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