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Million Little Deaths

Silhouettes of Self

By Siddharth Published 9 months ago 1 min read
Million Little Deaths
Photo by Kyran Aldworth on Unsplash

After every moment, 

there's a part of life erased,

permanently tethered to

a point in time and space.

Every second that we've lived,

is one in which we died;

memories of prior lives,

we've buried deep inside.

Piece by piece, the childhood self

is glacially replaced.

Day by day, the mirror will

reveal a stranger’s face.

Why should we be fearful of

our final, fleeting breaths?

In our lifetime, we have died

a million little deaths.

Stream of Consciousness

About the Creator

Siddharth

I write like someone who’s eavesdropped on too many conversations in public transport and felt too many feelings on rooftops.

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