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Poetry By: EsmeDia

Tags: Cold, Body, Death

Memorizing how dying people might have felt in their last moments…

Submitted:Aug 4, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Still i am, cold I go
I really never felt so
I lie here and think
who is coming to get in a row
my life seems getting ready for a war
My tongue is going bitter and sour
It seems approaching too near
But I am too far
Ah!! my life is facing something dreadful
something that I find fearful
Oh!! now I recognize it
Its death that's so painful
strikes my life a bright ray
He seems to be happy n gay
Now I am losing something
And here are the last words I say….


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