"It" it teaches you to cry, it teaches you to smile; it teaches you to feel, it teaches you to heal. you learn all life long, only to depart; with nothing, not even your memories on. freed from your misery, away from you grief; u see yourself, smiling cunningly, mocking at "it". it was "it", who was "the reason"; of all your pain and distress, and now you leave "it", defeated and disappointed. you close your eyes, and fly away; with an angel of death, leading your way. yes it was you "life", I dreamt abt you last night. another unedited peom from me. Do post your valuable comments and suggestions.