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Death and Birth

Poetry By: KastOblivion

THis was stuck in my head one day. I liked it and wrote it down and it came out pretty good. It has a somewhat religious feel to it at the end of it. Death at first and then angels coming for your soul to go to Heaven.

Submitted:Aug 8, 2008    Reads: 107    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Blood is red

Bruises are blue

Death is imminent

There is nothing you can do

Under dark skies

Now you lay

Your time comes

Beneath the ground your body stays

Rain falls down

Pains wash away

Angels come down

It is time to go home, sweet home


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