death is not pretty

(c) Glasgow Museums; Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation
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Death is never pretty

We prop up our dead

In pretty clothes

Flowers and artifacts

A favorite book

A crushed knick knack

Trying to make order

To put on a good face for death

But death has no pretty face

It is cold and dark

Brittle and hard

And it takes our breath away

Feels like someone reaches into our chest and squeezes our hearts

Hard

But this is the earth

Where there is a time to be born and a time to die

Death is not pretty

The after life is something else

it's beautiful

and peaceful

But death is not pretty

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